Fallen Dreams
Prologues

A girl with a black veil seemed to walk without knowing the direction. His gaze was empty as if he had given up on something. Both of his hands hugged himself who felt the cold that had disturbed the comfort of his body.

The girl turned her head and found a large bridge built on the Liwosari River. The bridge looks solid even though it has been built for decades. The colonial era is a witness to how the bridge stands.

For a while, the girl seemed to hesitate. His legs that were ready to take him there somehow seemed to be held back by something.

Since when does her footwear feel this heavy? Though he had convinced himself to accept with a chest of air whatever would happen after this. But why did something in his heart scream at him, and try to wake him up not to do that.

The girl shook her head. His footsteps led him to the bridge. His steps seemed a little shaky, holding his body that was already unable to support the burden, as well as the pain and disappointment that he was carrying at this time. If he can choose, he does not want to feel the bitterness of this unjust life.

*freeett!*

The sound of footwear rubbing against the asphalt road was faintly heard in the ears. In the morning blind atmosphere with that bone-chilling cold air, he continued walking towards the middle of the bridge. Occasionally staring at the river flow that was so swift below him.

His trembling hands grabbed the denim skirt he was wearing slowly to dispel the fear he was feeling at the moment. Strive to strengthen yourself to face his last days of life today.

When he reached the middle of the bridge, his hands hardened. I could hear the sound of teeth being crushed so hard. Breath roaring. Trying to control the emotions that flow so quickly to the chest. Refuse the tears that have formed in his eyes.

Her chest is so sick. Didn't expect that all his struggles and his rebellion would end like this. He thought that by fighting and rebelling, he would gain the freedom to decipher his work. He thought this God allowed him to fight for the sake of his dreams.

But apparently, God wants something else. It was all his hope that he would never be able to fulfill. Everything's free now. Dissipated into the wishful thinking that he had long since left to the universe.

The figure of the lamp that he respected was blatantly rejecting the decision and breaking his expectations. Forcing the girl to turn in the direction she wanted.

His two wings, which he had used to achieve his high dream, were now gone. Replaced with artificial wings. The wings are not the same as the wings before.

Heavier. Using it alone should be with tightness and coercion whose pain is immeasurable. He had no choice but to keep flying. So inevitably, he could only accept the bitter destiny that was currently accompanying him. Until finally, he could no longer and reached this cursed place.

The place that is said to be a place to dispose of the bodies of the natives who died of fatigue and hunger after doing forced labor in order to meet the satisfaction of the lust of the depraved invaders. Whether it's true or not.

But from what he heard, this place is also the last most preferred location for people who are tired of facing the rigors of the world. Just deserve. This bridge has gone through a lot of dark history to be given the nickname 'Skull Bridge'.

"Pardon me..." He said while staring at the bridge barrier which is currently in front of him.

Then his foot slowly led him down to the lower part of the road he had been on. He closed his eyes for a moment. Just sec. He only wanted to breathe fresh air this blind morning for a moment before finally starting his final journey of life.

*Testes*

Instantly her tears were dripping. He remained there full of doubt. Is this the end? Is this really what God wants for her? By stopping chasing his dreams and giving up?

He bit his lower lip. Is this action right? If he had done so, would the woman regret all the bad things he had done to her and become a better person later on?

Or will this be free too? And he will not pay homage to what he has sacrificed for him? Didn't he see how miserable his son was?

"Ck! Stop that!"

The girl shook her head quickly. Not wanting to spend a lot of time lamenting his fate that is not as beautiful as others and continues to fall into the abyss of misery.

"If this is the only way to end my suffering, I'd do it, wouldn't I?" His last words continued with a forced laughter.

"Isn't it true what people say, a child is worthless if it hasn't boasted of a parent? I could never boast of my own parents and could only be a useless burden." Continue with a small smile.

He straightened his body.

"From the beginning, fate was just playing me, wasn't it?" He said while listening to the loud roar of the river down there.

"Destiny doesn't want to see me win. Even just once. He always drops me again, and again."

"If fate doesn't want to see me shine, it's better that I extinguish my spirit from the beginning and give up right? But the edges will be like this too. Ahaha!"

The girl quickly spread her arms and prepared to meet her imminent death. Ja. This is the end. The end of the painful story that he had experienced for many years was here. Where he stands.

He knew the world no longer needed him. Therefore, he will voluntarily resign early.

"Good bye." He immediately jumped free from the height.