Krasue; is a nocturnal female spirit who manifests as a young, beautiful woman. The only problem is that this "beautiful woman" has her internal organs hanging down from her neck. In order to move from place to place, she hovers above the ground with her organs below. The organs typically include a heart, stomach, and intestinal tract, but she can be represented with more internal organs as well (such as lungs). The intestines are usually spotted with fresh blood and glowing. Her teeth are often represented as vampire-like.

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The loud trumpets bled onto the village, with a roaring soar of grudged humans. The once silent sea, was automatically a loud one. And, the red skies that peeled into the real one, descended like sunset. All these fluttering actions that became one was stirring my head, unhealthy. I looked far into the scene that presented itself like war. What anger crept their skins so much? What anger didn't leave a flinch on my body? What anger cleaned the skies of its disease so? It was this one.

Birds.

Like birds they seemed to fly towards us. Birds that held weapons that could kill, birds that could pick us up and eat us. Birds, that were human species.

The time wasn't convenient, but my body thought otherwise. As they soar fluttering like birds, so did my stomach. Who knew that the human body held a greedy pleasure of sin and consent, I did. As I watched those humanoids flash, I smiled. I smiled, and I smiled. Behind the smile was such innocence and art. You could paint a picture with the white fangs that gleamed inside my mouth, for they were rich and plump.

With such teeth I looked into the far scene of those soldiers on the outland, I could see my family distant and unarmed. Did they not want to participate in such fun?...or did they not want to witness the sea turn such marvelous red..with me in it? Either way they still participated, even if it wasn't physical it was mental. Dao reaching her hand towards me made my eyes hurt, and made the sea itch. What was such unbehavioral behavior that was displayed, at such bad timing? I shot her a brow of confusion and filtered it with child's play. I didn't want to see anymore of anything, of anything, that anything had to give. The blurry sculptures of the villagers grew closer and closer and so did the ugly stench that bathe them.

I held my nose.

Turning my attention away from those 'birds', I looked at the water beneath that still glowed red. Temptations of red is what glowed, a furry that was buried deep inside. Still turning my neck, I uplifted my eyes to the head that floated soft above the waters behind me. Such oddity that groped it's being. Titling my head in a z axis, examining all that I could, all that I was given. Curiosity stung above my head like a light bulb. There was so many questions that needed to be answered, so many reasons that needed an explanation...they were things I wasn't equipped to speak, only that head.

But, such beauty rained upon us.

Reaching my hands towards head, I placed my small fingers on its cheeks. What soaked cheeks these were? Wet, like the sea. Cold, like the air. Hot, like the scent. Blurred, like my vision.

"Are these tears?", I asked.

The head was heavy with salt water eyes.

Such thing had the morality of humans? It possessed what I didn't have?...oh how I envied blissfully pained. Tilting my head even more, I placed my other hand in its hair. It felt like clouds of feathers rejoicing all in one, this I didn't envy, for I had plenty myself. I cracked a smile, a smile that didn't have a meaning but, had a damn good performance...in my head I clapped a million times over and over again. What was this insanity that overcame me, and why did it feel so god damn jubilant? I laughed at the thought, bringing my head back along with the husky laughs that rolled off my tongue.

A twinkle, a twinkle shined in those eyes. As I brought my head back in front, they yelled at me. And, so I yelled back...twinkling my eyes right back, and so did it, right back. It wanted competition?...okay I could give it just that.

And, like that both our eyes were twinkling underneath the moonlight, chasing each other breathlessly.

The tears that soaked ones face earlier, dried like the creases of a painters brush. I noted the sudden change, and swept it deep inside my mind's eye. Forgetting everything and, anything that destroyed the precious and good memories I had, what a drug.

The heavy sounds of those 'birds' grew heavier and stinkier, disturbing my solemn peace.

"Hey, get the girl!", one of those ugly villagers screamed.

"And, kill that thing that floats above our land!", said the ugly villager.

The chants arose once more yelling and screaming kill it, kill it! Still looking at the head, I wrapped my arms around its being, hugging earnestly and close. It was cold and hot, meaning it was warm, so warm. The feeling was foreign and silk, a feeling that was gold more than any hug I've been gifted with. I nestled my head inside it's neck, using my hands to cover its ear. I wanted more of its warmth, and I also wanted 'it' to hear no more of its death.

"It's okay.", I spoke from my lips.

The head spreading its hair, and tentacles around my face, protecting me, protecting us. Head smiled.

"Kanya!!",

who's voice was this? It was so familiar, so wine, so reminiscent.

Intrigued, I shot my eyes from underneath the hair that covered me, to the outland that was faraway and empty. Confused by the setting, I looked to where the villagers ran, and just there I saw my family.

Running and running like wild geese, they couldn't get enough of the foots they just discovered were theirs. Reaching hands and arms, and bodies like floating saucers towards me. I could cry, I could die...oh how beautiful they looked. "Kanya!", that name burned my heart, but the voice is what buried me. My Pa's running had me cracked a faint smile, he looked drunk and tired all because of me. My siblings screaming at the top of their lungs with teared stained faces, they looked like ghouls. And, Ma, my mommy was giving her all, even outrunning those selfish villagers.

Everything seemed to kill me in this moment, everything. But, what hit next awoken me from my grave.

The villagers beating my family, with their long sticks and spears. Slashing, hitting, bruising, hurting. I thought this sea would be painted in my red, but instead was being painted in their red. One of the villagers holding Chomesri by the neck swinging her into thin air, drawing all existing air inside her lungs. Another, punching Buppha in the mouth repeatedly , I could see her white pearls fall like gemstones into the cold sea. All, beating my poor siblings with no mercy at all. My father, breaking his run, and fighting them off of his kids, crying. My mother still running like hell towards me.

And, like that the red sky arose again.

One of the man, gripped onto mommy's dress making her stop and hovering a hand over her mouth. My heart shook.

"Stop!", I didn't even feel my mouth open, but that word spilled.

There was no feeling the world, no feeling. I was in a catastrophic state of no thinking at all.

The world ceased itself so small, spinning slowed with no rhythm, no melody, just exists.

They beat them, what felt like entirety.

In front of me.

Ripping and biting into my moms breast, pouring a whole inside of them...there was so much flesh enough to feed the whole sea. The sound was gruesome. They were like sharks. They ripped pieces of hair from inside my fathers scalp and, made one of my siblings eat it.

They punched Pen-Chan roughly in the eye, that it made a sound of a pop and fell out. Her eye was forever gone. But, her scream forever ranged inside of my ears, the scream was lethal and sick, unforgettable.

They bit all over Buppha, I could hear her screaming my name over and over again for help.

Dao was the oldest and,

what they did to her in those waters...I don't remember, I won't.

They were all in hell. All of them.

I couldn't speak, I couldn't move. I couldn't even cry.

Trying to break from out of heads hold to save my family, the head restraint me. It wouldn't let me go, even with all the scratching and pushing, shoving...it just held me.

I yelled and yelled until I couldn't anymore.

I looked towards my mom with such sorry eyes.

"It's okay", she mouthed those words towards me, with a faint smile. Moving her head and hands to the way she would dance and paint, with tears flooding her eyes. She opened her mouth once more.

"And on this night I shall close my eyes, not because the sun has said it's goodbyes, not because the waves have finally touched the skies. But, because the firefly that never sleeps finally got to say it's slept, to the moth that rained the sky like thousand butterflies." , she read the lines from the book 'the moth and the firefly', like a song, and like that she closed her eyes. And, waved her hands into the air like a goodbye.

I shook my head wildly, no. She wasn't going to do this to me. No.

The more the villagers hit my family, the more I became lightweight and fatigue. I was sick. I vomited into the sea.

My mother looked into the eyes of the head,

"go".

Life flashed before my eyes, and before I knew it, I was in the sky. Away from the sea, away from the war down below, and away from my capacity..I faint.

I could feel the cold filters from the moon on my chest, icing me but, the warmth from the head was overpowering it all.

Somewhere down below I could hear my name being called so sharply.

"Kanya, it's okay".