ETERNITY
PROLOGUE
5,000 Years Ago
I couldn't keep going. I was weak, too weak. I had been going for what felt like days, I had been seperated from my family at some point. I had been seperated from her for what felt like Eternity. I fell onto the sand, too weak to keep going. I Prayed she would forgive me for not returning, I knew I couldn't, not anymore, the distance was too far and I'd been too long with food and water.
As I dropped my head in exhaustion I saw a glimmering in the distances and I forced my head back up. A small spring, the substance inside was silvery and made patterns that mesmerised me even from this distance. But, it was definately liquid. If I could just get to it, it may give me the strength to return to her, to hold her in my arms again.
I forced my body to move, to go forward. Up close the substance was even more hypnotic, but I couldn't dwell on it long. I dipped my cupped hands in and felt the cool liquid sooth the cuts and callouses on them as I brought them up to my lips, greedilly drinking down the mysterious liquid. It tasted fruity, as though the colors dancing on the surface reflected fruits and their flavours in the drink. And metalic. Fruity and metalic. I didn't care what it tasted of, it helped; I kept drinking, bringing handfull after handfull up to my lips to ease the insufferable pain in my stomach, each mouthful felt like Heaven.
After several gulps of liquid, savouring the feeling of having any sort of sustinance in my body again I brought some up and scrubbed across my face, feeling the pain and heat of days alone in the sun lessen at the feel. I rested for a while, taking more gulps of liquid as I felt my body start to react to longer being empty. I'd suffered cuts and even a terrible bite on my leg during my travels. I carefully stripped off my clothes, perhaps I could clean the wound, give myself a better chance of seeing her face again, of hearing her melodic voice. As I slipped into the spring I felt a soothing all over my body, tingling across my skin. The liquid in the spring seemed to soak into my skin, healing my wounds and replenishing my life.
Just a quick rest, I promised myself, a quick rest in the spring and I would find my way back to her, I would keep my promise and return to her. I gulped more of the sustance down, relishing in the feel. I reached for my long-empty water canteen and dipped it down, filling it with the liquid. I drank directly from that instead, feeling ever swollow strengthen me.
The sun had been long after high when I found the spring, close to setting in fact. When I had rested and drank down several canteens of the liquid in the spring, and washed my old dirty, torn clothes to not scratching liike knives against me it was dark. I would not be able to find home in the dark, I reasoned, I would stay at the spring until light. I used my shirt as a rest for my head and laid on the ground next to the spring, a full canteen next to me, I would drink it through the night and replenish it in the morning.
It was in the light of morning that I noticed my hands no longer scarred, the bite in my leg no longer there, my wounds completely gone. It was only a small spring to begin with, I had emptied nearly a third as I drank yesterday. I refilled my canteen and wondered if it would be enough until I found home again. I squinted through the early light for something more to hold the liquid, when I found nothing I sighed and stood, holding tight to my canteen as I started walking again, if I found something close I would return, I resolved, but my goal was to be home with her again.
As I walked I didn't feel tired until the sun was reaching its peak, by nightfall I had barely broken a sweat. I hadn't found anything to return and gather more of the silvery substance in, but I still had a full canteen of it. Come the next morning and I started walking again, taking a slow, short drink from my canteen. In the four days it took me to find the outskirts of home I had drunk all of the liquid and was anxious to return to my love.
I felt stares and whispers as I entered the town, it made an uneasy feeling settle in my stomach. I neared the home I shared with my love and I felt my heart freeze. It had taken years of fighting and the blood of multiple other gladiators on my hands and sword, but I had managed to buy the freedom of myself and my love and we had a small home together. We had been talking of starting a family as well. The stone walls of our home had been knocked over and the roof was collapsed in.
"Milenia!" I called, pushing through the rubble. Where was she? Where was my precious?
"You should not have left the arena." A voice boomed and I spun in the rubble. I had been the Primus when I bought our freedom, but many a gladiator wanted to battle me, and many a Batiatus wanted their gladiators to be the one to kill me in the arena. My last battle had been harder than most, I had been baddly injured and before I had bathed in the spring my scars had gone and I felt stronger than ever.
"What did you do to Milenia?" I demanded, Milenia had always begged me to leave the arena, every time I came back injured she would cry, last time had been the worse and I swore I would never let her cry again.
"You belong in the arena." It was a rival Batiatus, the one whose gladiator I killed in the Primus as my last battle.
"Where is Milenia?" I felt strong and powerful as I jumped off a large stone that had once been part of the wall. I took the batiatus down as I lept on him.
Okay, I had absolutely no responses to the idea of this, so I'm just gonna put the Prologue up and see what the responses are, maybe even Chapter One, before I decide if I'm going to continue it or not.
The idea is that Shane ingested an absorbident amount of the Elixir of Life and through-out his life since he was a mortal in Ancient Roman times as a Gladiator he has met the incarnations of his Soul mate Milenia in various and just like Sage with Clea he can't stay away and just falls more in love with each time he meets her Soul.
The story starts with Miley at Stanford after HM finished and she starts seeing a mysterious man in random places that no-one else can see, and she starts having dreams in various eras of a man and herself as other women being in love.
So far the idea is for it to follow the same premise as Elixir by Hilary Duff, but that's most likely going to warp. It's called Eternity after the JB song and to go with the same thing with the E in Elixir. And if I make a 2nd one that's going to be Destiny after Miley and to follow the D in Devoted.
Let me know what you guys think, if you want me to keep going with this or just stick to a sequel to PD.
5 reviews if you want me to put the 1st chapter up.
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