The Girl who Stares at the Sea (pt.1)

We felt the imprisonment of being a girl, the way it made your mind active and dreamy, and how you ended up knowing which colors went together. We knew that the girls were our twins, that we all existed in space like animals with identical skins, and that they knew everything about us though we couldn't fathom them at all. We knew, finally, that the girls were really women in disguise, that they understood love and even death, and that our job was merely to create the noise that seemed to fascinate them.

(Jeffrey Eugenides -The Virgin Suicides)

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On a secluded cliff by the sea, lives a  girl in her solitary world; imprisoned by a dark spell unable her to leave the site. To escape, she loves to stare at the sea and let her dreamy mind wonder further than her feet can take. 

Day by day, she would sit on her backyard and stare at the twinkling sunlight fell on the deep blue water and its never-ending movement. Then, she would begin to wonder things like a fast growing black wing on her back that is so beautiful and strong it could take  her to leap and soar to the wide wide world. Tasting the sweetness of absolute freedom.

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She longs to travel to that free world. A world that she believed would be so magical, and fresh, and new, and shiny. A wide world where many other girls live and run free, and happy, and soar higher than she could ever imagined. She longs to see the world of wonder. 

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Day by day, she would start to wonder how nice would it be to have other girls to play tag with, to run on the sweet tender grass bare feet, and to share the world of wonders. How lovely to giggle, tell stories, and be each others' sister. 

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Sister..

Even the sound of it feels like a musical tinkling bell on her lonely soul. So refreshing like a cold minty lemonade on the hottest day of summer.  So warm, like a blanket on the colder night. So pure, that sisters can love each other just because they do.

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One day, when the wind blows in an unusual manner, she knows the day has come. The day where she would find her soul sisters separated by time and space: her twins. More than anything, she'd love to travel with the wind, but she hasn't grew the wing and her body is still imprisoned on that cliff. 

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"What should I do?", she asked to the wind. 

"Let our mind wonder and I'll carry it with me. I'll send your letters to them, and your affection, and how your longing soul waiting for them to come rescuing you. I would touch their gentle cheek and whisper sweet words to let them know that you're still here",the wind whispers. 

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Then, she let her longing mind fly on her beloved hat; carried by the wind to travel up, up, up and away. 

 

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..and she waits..


>>to be continued<<



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Miy

Headpiece / D.I.Y.
Straw Hat / Mirota Batik 
Bolero / Orchid Boutique
 Polkadots Tube Dress / Thrifted

Photographed by Dito Yuwono

Picture was taken at the same site with this post here

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For my sisters: Mirna and Mirla~ my best friend.