|ONGOING|𖣔 "Within those eyes.. are the lies that you can never see."
According to legend, the Biraddali resides high in the sky, hidden from human eyes. Their ethereal beauty is said to surpass that of any earthly woman. These celestial beings...
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All I could remember about my power is how I almost destroy where we are. We're at the Waterfalls. At una kong nalaman ang tungkol sa kapangyarihan ko, when I was with my mother who was an angel, a Biraddali like me. At doon niya nilahad ang tungkol sa kapangyarihan ko.
I was almost done bathing at agad ko naman sinuot ang red dress ko.
"Laina, anak. May kailangankangmalaman."
Isa ang mama ko sa mga pitong Biraddali sisters. Makulay ang kanyang kasuotan. Biraddali angels are sometimes wearing colorful dresses. Magaganda sila. And no one should know where they are.
"Tungkol saan ito?"Tanong ko.
I saw a reflection of myself in the mirror. How my long blonde hair are glowing, at kung paano nagliliwanag ang kulay rainbow sa dulo ng aking mga buhok. How beautiful my crimson eyes are. Ang morena kong mga balat, ang matangos kong ilong and my thin lips.
What's even odd here is how many tattoos that I have on my arms. Na may kakaibang lengwahe na nakasulat doon. I held on my necklace at hinarap ko siya.
"Laina, salahat ng angheldito, ikawlamangangkakaiba. You need to get out of here, before they know about your curse. Hindi kaisangkaraniwanganghel. Inside of you, there's something burning..."
What is she saying?
Hindi ko siya maintindihan! Am I cursed? If so, why? Matagal ko na rin nararamdaman na maaring kakaiba nga ako. Because my hair isn't even blue just like how a Biraddali angel should be.
"Tell me, mom. Why am I different?" Tanong ko.
Gusto ko rin itanong yon ng matagal na. I always feel like I don't even belong everywhere I went. Kahit saan, lagi ko naman ramdam kung gaano ako kakaiba sa lahat. Even in here.
I always feel like darating lang ang mga taong pinahalagahan mo para lang iwanan ka sa huli. And I hated how I always feel so alone. Ma-attach ka sa kanila, paniniwalain ka na parang ikaw yung pinakamahalaga pero yun pala harap-harapan ka na palang sinaksak patalikod?
Ramdam ko yon.
Lagi.
All I could remember is how I was dragged along in the sindicate. Sa murang edad ko noon, nakita ko kung paano ako gamitin ng sindikato na nakahuli sa'kin. To make me their killer. At bata pa lang ako noong nakahawak na ako ng sandata.
