The Fires of Dawn By Leia1 Chapter 1: Of Dreams and Strangers
Aurora looked around, there was no one there, was nothing it was pure darkness all around her, inside of her. It was like a heavy weight was being pressed against her skin from all sides. She couldn't breath She became panicked and started to move her body in anyway but to no avail. She felt the live draining out of her quickly. She knew if she could still feel her face she would feel fat tears rolling slowly down her face. The darkness was apone her, cold and stabbing. It was wrapping it's self tighter and tighter around her. But then it stopped it all stopped.
There was a light and just as quickly as a it came, it took form. It was a beautiful man, his hair honey blond fell over his shoulders and down his back. His brilliant blue eye's where focused and sharp, as well as gentle. He touched the small of her back, it was a rush of feeling and sensation traveling across her skin. He leaned forward and pressed his lips against her cheek, whispering something that was strange and foreign to her. Aurora was lost in the everything. She closed her eyes so as to block out the everything else, to just hear the words.
"Alle via nocomele." His voice was sweet like honey and the tone was lyrical.
She opened her eyes but he was gone all that was left was his whisper. And soon enough that too faded with the rest of night.
There was nothing more hateful than the sound of her alarm clock on a Monday morning. Aurora thought
when she rolled over and slammed down her hand a pone it. Her hair as usual was every where, she most likely looked like a mix of Night of the Living Dead and Sheena of the Jungle. She stretched out her sleepily body and tried to rub the dreams from the night before out of her eyes. She wished she could fall asleep once more, yes that would be nice.
To beautiful dreams with handsome strangers, she thought to herself smiling. With that she jumped up out of bed and was digging through piles of clothes and shoes. She actually should go the school to day. It was bad enough that she was missing half her home work from spending so much time on her spell craft but she was missing school too. Then again they weren't really teaching her anything that she didn't already know. It was high school after all. Or so thinks the teenage mind, she thought to herself.
She thought about for a second and she could feel the pull of her bed calling to her. She set her ear rings down that she pulled out her pants pocket on her dresser. She pulled on her jeans and pulled her hair back in to a ponytail. Yeap she sure dress to impress, she thought to herself with a small laugh. Sooner than she would have liked Aurora was out the door trotting down the hill from her house. A large blue bus rolled passed her. All Aurora could do was blink. She really did try to make it to school but fate had other plans. Her mother's mini van pulled out of the drive way. Then again maybe not.
"You missed the bus again didn't you?" Her mother half yelled, half chuckled. Poor Mom, Aurora thought, if you didn't understand than maybe you'd have the heart to punish me. Aurora simply smiled, slowly nodded and got in to the van.
"Here wait a minute!" Her mother unbuckled her seat belt and got out of the van. "You drive I have to put on my make up still." She said running over to the other side of the car.
"You funeral." Aurora muttered.
"Yours too if you kill us. Step on it I have to be to work in 45 and you know the 15 freeway is murder this time of day!"
Aurora didn't know how many people thought one of two things of her mother. One, that she was crazy, two that she was the coolest mother a daughter could ever have. At times Aurora didn't know which one she believe more, mostly both.
"Okay bye sweetie I think there's some food in the frig but if not here's my ATM card and go to the store after school or out to dinner or ya know out on a date..."
Aurora turned bright red as a flock of cheerleaders passed hearing the conversation. "Thank you Mother." She said rolling her eyes grabbing the card from her mother. "Love you, bye." And from there quickly went to class, she truly wasn't in the mood for anything right now. She already was here that was enough to foul mood.
But the fates could only be so kind so many times in the morning, Aurora thought as she could feel them coming towers her from down the hall. "Hey Aurora."
She gave a loud sigh and turned to face the mob. "Yes Ashley what witty repartee do you have for me today?"
"Read any good books lately?" Ashley said with the rest of her friends laughing behind her.
Aurora smiled "Oh I can tell this is just going to be the cleverest of clever. And yes I do believe I will take the bait and yes Ashley I have indeed read a book, last night in fact. Maybe you've heard of it? Clock Work Orange? My favorite part was when the main character beats a woman to death using none other than a large phallic object. Kooky uh?"
All they could do was stair blankly at her for a very long time. Aurora smiled and said "Good day!" and continue to her class, giggling to herself as she heard one of Ashley's friends ask what "phallic" meant. Hopefully she could just go to class with out wanting to stab someone in the eye with her compass. She felt a paper wad hit her in the back of her head. "Oh great."
"Stupid witch bitch!" Yelled some one and then there was no end to the paper.
Aurora sat down next to her friend and slammed her head down on the desk. Ivy's eyes widened with shock. "Today's going to be a shitty day." She grumbled.
"The town idiots were throwing crap at you again, weren't they?" Ivy said picking peices of paper out of Aurora's red locks. Ivy couldn't understand why they couldn't just leave her friend the hell a lone. People always said it was in teenagers nature to act this way, funny she couldn't picture herself or Aurora spitting and throwing wads of paper at someone all because they where different.
"You know when you say town idiots that doesn't narrow it down one damn bit." Aurora said resting on her chin instead of her face so Ivy could hear her.
"You have a point." Ivy chuckled a little.
"And can you let me what me being a witch or book worm has anything to do with them? Or what the too have to be with each other?" Aurora said in a huff picking a wad of paper out of her hair. "and...ewww..." she said flicking away the offending ball.
"Do I smell a book burning?" Ivy rolled her eye's.
"I won't put it passed ASB." Aurora muttered.
"I won't put it passed them to start burning other things again, Miss Witch." Ivy said with her one of her brows quirked up.
"Ladies and Gentlemen our future leaders of our great nation." Aurora was practaclly growling.
"You don't have to tell me I'm the dorky black kid I may as well have a 'kick me' sign on stapled to my back. So did you do the home work?" Ivy stopped picking at her friends hair and reached in to her bag.
"No I didn't have time." Aurora sat up on her elbows and rubbed her forehead with the palm of her hand.
"Didn't have time? You where out in your garden, again uh?" Ivy said rolling her eyes. "So what's the visions this time? Is a teacher gonna die? Head cheerleader?"
"I wish!" Aurora laughed. "If only the fates where so kind!"
"Seriously!" Ivy laughed as well. "That's a little much to ask of the Goddess."
"So is a guy whom can spell his own name and look at my face and not my chest." Aurora said picking more paper out of her hair.
"I'm telling you rich old man with a bad cough, that's what you should be looking for." Ivy said making small swirls on her day planner.
"Very funny." Aurora half heartily glared at her friend, Ivy liked to bring up the fact that dirty old men like to hit on Aurora at the mot inappropriate times.
"I thought so, yes a clever girl I am. Indeed." Ivy said with a cheeky grin, Aurora couldn't still mad at girl she did let her copy her home work.
The day dragged, Ivy knew there was something that Aurora was toiling over in her mind but knew that it just was best left alone. Aurora was thankful for that. She couldn't even get it straight in her own head let alone put it in to words. But when art rolled around and it was time for a color pencil work of a desk with some cloth and flowers on it the only thing that would come to the paper was the guy from her dream, her light. His eyes, then his lips, then she would begin the rest of his face and before she knew it page after page he would come to her in another pose or a different expression on his face.
Her drawing had become frantic and her breath shallow, she slapped down her pencil and stood abruptly. " I need to go to the bathroom now!" Aurora stopped finally her mind had quit, but that wasn't the only thing, the class room every last person was staring at her like she was crazy. Aurora calmed her breathing, "They wouldn't be far off." she thought to her self, not looking up as she walked up to the bewilder teacher with a bathroom pass waving in her hand. "Oh Goddess, it's not bad enough that I'm a devil worshipper in their eye's but now I'm unbalanced as well. Oh where the day may take me."
Aurora pulled back her hair and splashed some water in her face. Cold and refreshing. She let in run down her face. Water has a very claming force and energy, she thought to her self, her mind drifted to all things that water was as well as all the things water encompassed. Mysteries, emotions, past lives lived, the moon, change, healing, growth, the currant of life. She chuckled to her self "Where the day may take me." she said out loud. She returned to class.
Aurora spend the rest of the day trying to pretend everything was, so in short she acted like a complete lunatic. In between litrally running into people and spacing out, she would randomly turn around and tell Ivy that everything was fine. Which would have been fine, if Ivy had asked her a question in the first place.
Aurora went straight home and then straight to her room. What was wrong with her she'd been acting out of her mind all day. Maybe it was just time to take a break and meditate. Aurora pulled out her meditation pillow. She could feel that something, that unnameable force in the back of her head. Aurora felt that pull that made her want to run to and from whatever it was. More so she felt HIM there as well it was as strong as the pull of the moon for her. This was going to be a long meditation.