Scaretted Tears

-Why are you crying? –asked a young man to a beautiful girl sitting on a big, dark tree.
-what? –the young, beautiful girl, dried the tears of her face with her hands, allowing the young man to see her face. In that moment, he thought that he had never seen such a beautiful girl.
-Who are you? –The girl asked again, covering again her face with her hands and speaking between her moans and tears, surprised of not being alone.

She had come to the forest to be alone. Nobody ever entered the forest, nobody except her. It wasn't a common forest after all, and only a few people could enter. It was a dark, eternal forest which was always surrounded by thick mist, blocking the sight of every living being; it had lots and lots of dark and gigantic naked trees, black as coal and hard as a rock. The trees were so giant that you could only see their tall trunks before you could lose the sight on the thickest mist embracing the sky. Nobody could ever see their branches, but everyone knew they didn't had leaves, they were dead trees, but alive.
But no that tree…
Not the tree that carried the beautiful young lady.

-Beautiful ladies shouldn't cry –said the man drawing a smile on his face –They should smile.
And the young lady removed the hands from her face, showing her beautiful rainbow eyes full of tears.
The young man widened his mouth when he saw her beautiful eyes; he became lost in them, exploring all the colors, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, Indigo and Violet. The man felt that he was falling into a black void that filled his heart with emotions he didn't know. He has falling, falling deep,
falling in love…

-What do you know? –replied the girl crying, allowing her tears to fall and touch the ground.
-Well –the man said as he approached the trunk of the tree to be more near the girl, a tear fell down on his face and at the moment the tear on his face began to grow, turning into crystal.
He touched his face with his hand and realized that his face was cold as snow. Surprised, he looked up to the woman crying and then offered his black scarf to clean her tears. The woman stared at him for a moment, like if no one ever did something for her and took the scarf to clean his face.
-My name is Mathius –the man said putting his hand on his heart –and it's a pleasure to meet a beautiful girl like you.
He bowed.
-How did you enter here? –The girl asked, with her hair covering her eyes.
-I don't know, I was lost, in my way, and in my life, I lost consciousness, when I woke up, I was standing in the middle of this forest, with the mist and darkness covering every single inch of this mysterious place. What is this place?
-This is a spiritual forest where spirits and the souls of many diseased people can enter, but you aren't dead, I can see it in your eyes, I can feel your heat, I can listen to your heart beats. I wonder how did you end up here…
- I found myself being trapped in the darkness of my soul, which is as dark as this forest, wondering what sense did my life had, why was I still alive and then I lost consciousness.
-You don't know what you're saying! –the girl screamed and both of them surprised –Life is the most beautiful thing someone could receive.
-are you dead? –The man asked widening his eyes.
-No, as a matter of fact, I have been alive for a long time…

The man backed off a few steps, trying to have a better view of the girl on the tree, she was so beautiful, how could someone like her could be in a place like this, crying?

-I can see that being alive has also caused you a great pain, hasn't it?
-No, well yes, not exactly. Being alive isn't the reason I have suffered hells, but what happens in life.
-So then, why are you here? Do all the lost and suffering souls come here?.
-Some souls can, end up here as they try to find their way, others… can stay lost forever and end up here, living and eternal life here, just like…
-Just like you –The man interrupted.
-Yes, well no… It's complicated; I ended up here because of the suffering I have endured, not because I became lost in my life.
-Doesn't suffering affects people life until they end up lost?
-Not everyone becomes lost after a great suffering. A lot of people is able to continue with their life being happy because optimism is a good motivation they accept and practice.
-So we are depressed souls then?
-Well, are you depressed? –The lady asked, embraced by strong emotions that moved her heart with a great strength. The man hesitated a moment, thinking of the definitive answer and came to a conclusion.
-No.

No one said another word and the man sat on the ground, feeling the wet breeze of the mist and the cold of the earth and looked straight at the lady on the three.
He thought that she was so beautiful, every moment he saw her eyes, he felt the need to embrace her, but would her allow him? He felt a depressive sensation that made him shiver, his heart beats will began to go faster and faster and his heart would also scream pain into strong and heavy heart beats.
He felt the need of touching her, like if he did it, his pain will also go away.
The lady who kept staring down with her rainbow eyes faced the man staring at her, and there it was again…
strong heart beats,
a warm sensation embracing the cold on the inside,
a hot energy in his chest…

-Can I know your name?
-Arisa.
-Arisa? Is not a name I have heard before, but it's a name as beautiful as her owner.
The man stood up and walked towards the three lifting his face to be able to be near her eyes.
Strong beatings…
a fire starting on the inside…

-Tell me Arisa, why are you depressed?
-Because my eternal life is surrounded by Death. Have you felt it?
-No… I have never been near death…
Arisa lifted her face towards the sky and trying to endure the sadness, began to explain why she felt her spirit drowning in an ocean, an ocean full of pain…
-Death is cold. Death is far, but close. Death has no mercy, Death doesn't sits to enjoy the beauty of life, Death sits and waits it's turn, Death sits and enjoys the suffering of life, Death waits until it can be the savior of those souls, those who suffered in life and slowly die in life.
-have you been near Death?
-No –the lady grinned with irony- I have never been near Death, I will live forever in my suffering, Death can't touch me, yet, I feel it so close… It's cold, a dark presence, it's the darkness.
-But tell me beautiful lady, if you have never been around Death, why are you so sad?
-Because Death has taken everyone's lives except mine.
-Do you want Death to take your life away?
-No, I never said that.
-Then why are you so depressed? You know that life is the best present, and you have your own life, then what makes your heart feel the pain drowning it?
-That's a good question, but now I have to ask you a question. Why are you sad and depressed if you have your life?
-Do I look depressed?
-No, you don't.
-That's because I'm not depressed. Before I found myself here, I felt my life had no value, the tragedy always come with a heavy chain that causes asphyxia to the body and the spirit.
-So you came from a tragedy?
-And I was able to continue with my life, because I accept optimism.

In that moment, the lady felt that her heat received a knock, a knock that reanimated her heart, the heart that never stopped working...
She felt pain and guilt, and life the pain of a thousand lives, the tears began to flow…

-Can I ask… what was your tragedy?
-My family died, I have never felt love before, not before today…
-What do you mean?
-That your beauty has touched my heart, your words caressed my ears, your spirit kissed my soul. When I look into those rainbow eyes, I feel the pain washes away, the sorrow disappearing, I feel those colors painting my gray soul, bringing true happiness and joy to my heart. Whenever I look into those sad, colored eyes, I feel I have known you for a life time. When I saw you weep, I felt my heart weeping with you.
-How can you feel that? How can you know it is love, if you have never felt it before?
-That's because, I can feel, deep inside, that your heart screams love, calling someone to save it, to save it from suffering, and that, is the call my heart has been waiting its entire life.
-You wouldn't be able to love me; you don't even know who I am.
-Maybe that's true, but maybe I do know who you are, you are the love I have been waiting.
Then the man smiled and the crying rainbow eyes widened, suddenly, her heart stopped feeling pain, like if someone had saved it from hell, like if someone had injected love into her blood…
-Do you know how to say Rainbow on the ancient language? –The lady asked, once again, crying.

The man watched the tears fell, this time noticing something shining with a different color, he realized the tear was green. Then he saw another one, this time blue, and another one, this time red.  Her tears had the color of the rainbow, like if the colors of her eyes washed away in tears, and when touched something, turning into crystal, shinning with bright and joyful colors.

-No, I don't know.
-It is "Scaretted". My father used to call me Scaretted before he died. He said that the crown needed an owner with the joy of the colors of the rainbow.
-So you are a princess?
-Or at least, I used to be one.

The man erased his smile and lifted his hand to touch the trunk of the tree.
Then everything faded away. The giant black trees disappeared, the mist vanished and the sky and earth also disappeared. Everything faded away, except that tree which carried a beautiful girl and her lover.
Now the tree was standing on a white eternal empty space. Without mist, its branches were visible, twisted and black, hard and dead.

The princess amazed turned to look everywhere, feeling a buzz on her heart, with a few tears remaining on her eyes.

-I love you.
The man smiled and climbed the tree until he was a few inches near of the princess face.
-I don't think you want to love me…
-Why?
-Because everyone who touches me dies, just as everyone that loves me die.
-I don't think that's a problem.
-Why? You don't mind dying? You don't mind me suffering your death like I have always suffered the death of the ones I have loved?! –She screamed but her tears didn't fall.
-No, the only thing I don't mind is to die loving you.
-you don't know what you're saying.
-It doesn't matter, I'll die anyway, I love you, I would die for you, and I will die for you, I'm happy, because I will die loving someone, I would die loving the most beautiful girl on the world.
-Please, you don't know what you want… -The princess cried with words.
-I do.
The man approached and caressing the face of Arisa, he kissed her, allowing his heart to touch his chest, allowing his life to end for and with love.

-I love you –He said and then, his body began to fade away –Beautiful girls don't cry -leaving his essence on the air and on Arisa's lips, and heart.
Left alone on the white space, not being able to hold her tears anymore, she cried two tears, one with a green color and the other one blue.

When the green tear touched the white floor, a green spot appeared, and slowly, grass began to grow.
When the blue tear touched the white floor, a blue spot appeared, and slowly, a river began to flow.

Then she cried a red tear that fell into her wrist. When the tear touched her wrist, her blue and dead veins turned red, and blood began to run.

She looked at the branches of her dead tree, and on the edge, saw a tiny green leaf beginning to grow, with patience, with perseverance.

She felt more alive than ever. She felt the pain slowly wash away, even though a new pain sank in her heart, the pain of losing  her beloved one, in return of life.