Every day
Is a day
You’ve never
Seen before.
-unknown
It was as if I had never left.
I woke up in my bed. Just as I had been before I'd previously died. The blanket was still arm, and the crescent moon dangling like a crooked smile in the night sky.
It was different. Everything felt new to me all over again. As if I hadn't personally decorated this room myself.
Baozi poked his head out of my covers, his voice resonating throughout the room.
"Master, can you believe we're back already? Wonder how it'll feel like for you now? Considering the fact that your wayyyy older than anyone you know."
Well, one thing that hasn't changed is the fact that Baozi still inadvertently manages to insult me while showing concern. It's a special talent of his, I ȧssume.
"Keep talking and I'll use your feathers as stuffing for my pillow." I deadpan.
That shuts his beak and has him scurrying to the edge of the bed. Curling himself in a way so that none of his body touches mine. I don't know why he chooses to stay in his infant bird form. It must be uncomfortable, no? Then again, he was never the normal type.
Going to sleep is out of the question for me. There's just too much thoughts racing through my mind at the moment. A building anticipation boiling at the bottom of my abdomen and slowly rising. There's no way I can ignore it.
So I get out of my bed. When my feet touch the carpet I nearly jump out of my skin. It's been so long since I've come in contact with such furniture. In my way of thinking, I'm no different than a caveman.
My long hair drapes around me like a curtain as I stand, just staring at the mirror in front of me. I am still visually the same. Though, my aura has mȧturėd. I don't give off the same youthful air I once had. No, the Jade Emperor made sure I got rid of that a long time ago.
Breathing in a deep breathe of air I smile at my reflection. I'm not the same Melia anymore that's for sure. No, I'm a new and improved version that's gonna beat some demon ȧss.
(A/N to those who find comments like that cringe, as they've made aware. I don't give a damn. Live with it.)
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I spent most of the night reading through the books I had in my space in the pagoda. It was so calming and I missed being able to escape there when I needed some alone time. Though, it made me think about the old man. This chapter of my life won’t have him in it, I’m gonna have to figure out the plot to this page all on my own. The ink crushed with my own hands.
I look at the calendar I had drawn up when I first cane here, and am immediately grateful for my quick thinking. I cannot remember anything I was supposed to do today, some of my memories already a blur of used to be’s and forget me not’s.
Apparently my classes start today. Great, just got back and I’m already integrating with society again.
I fold up my calendar and stuff it in my pocket. Then I leave the dorm room. Ah, I feel like a high-school girl all over again. Makes me forget how old I really am even.
The class is held outside because of the much needed space. As I walk towards the field with huddled groups of adolescents and their mounts I can already see that this call will be an interesting one. For Elizabeth, is coincidentally in this elective as well.
How fun!
“Melia! Over here!” Thankfully before I have to relive the pressure of figuring out where I should stand, my best friend Ora shouts out my name, and beckons me over.
I haven’t seen her in so long. My heart swells nostalgia and I can feel my nose burn. I can’t cry though. It would be weird just crying out of the blue for no reason!
So I hide my feelings with the brightest smile I could muster and make my way over.
“I’’m Coming!”