The smoke slowly dispersed. The moment Aurum’s face came into view, a set out of loud shrieks filled the air. It was followed by a series of congratulatory claps and whistles. Aurum strode briskly to the front of the stage, and Sibyl let him take over the microphone with a small dip of her head. At that, the claps, shrieks and whistles slowly died down, and Aurum breathed into the microphone.
“It’s been so long,” he said, gesturing to the crowd. “Seeing your faces, seeing this”—he gestured to everything—“makes me feel whole again. Thank you Ashville for receiving me.”
The crowd clapped and he exhaled gratefully.
“Since I’m a part of this band,” he said with a light shrug. “It’s my duty to entertain you all. So...” He shrugged a shoulder, leaving the last word hanging.
Sibyl walked to the back and returned with an acoustic guitar. Aurum received it with a nod and she walked to the other microphone.
Aurum exhaled slowly, letting his silver eyes study each and every face of the crowd. But he was looking for only Kimi’s. And when he spotted Kimi’s position at the back of the crowd—his face pressed into his palms—Aurum smiled widely, his canines peaking past his top lip. This made deep dimples appear on his cheeks. Photos were taken as he flipped his long, straight bangs off his eyes, causing some people to swoon.
He started playing a smooth yet deep tune, his fingers plucking the guitar’s strings with light strokes. “This is for the fears I’m about to face again,” he said, his deep accented voice calm. “This is for the loss, the fight you all had fought, the pain you had faced.”
The shine in his eyes wavered as he thought, and the pain you’ll face.
Aurum started singing his solo, his song being the only thing that dominated the slightly windy night. As he sang, some parts of the lyrics changed to Latin. And whenever they did, a translation appeared on the gigantic screens that barricaded the fields.
From where Kimi was sat, he could feel the jab and stab of each word that left Aurum’s mouth. Even if the song wasn’t specifically directed at him, he could feel the personal words in it each time Aurum sang “I’m sorry,” “I care,” and “Don’t hate me.” With the amount of times those words were sang, Kimi finally concluded that the song was for him—or about him—and that Aurum wasn’t letting him go.
He banged his fist on a lap, his jaw set tightly. You freaking jerk, he thought, his face warming up in embarrassment. Still the same dumb old idiot that acts like he’s a freaking teenager with a crush.
The audience silently listened through the song, and when Aurum played the last note, they applauded him.
“Thank you,” Aurum said. He looked up to the sky and said, “dreams are like stars. They flicker and glow.” He looked back to the crowd. “When I was away I’d thought I’ll never come back. But... there was one dream that had always filled my mind. Even if it’d flickered, it still came back, shining brighter than ever before.”
An upbeat tune started playing and the crowd danced to the music. Couko and Sibyl moved forward with their individual instruments, playing in line with the beat.
Aurum soon joined them, the tune he was playing a kind of dampener to the beat. “This is for all our dreams. Let’s shine bright, and never flicker ever again.”
And that was how the night went by. More songs were played, new music was performed, and everyone was still energetic. But by the time the last song ended, some of them were dozing on their chairs, struggling to hold up their phones.
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