I lay in the clearing of the woods, the moonlight beating down on my face. I struggled for air. I was alone, fighting a hopeless battle against myself. Then, everything went black. My memories flashed before me. I was dying, or so I thought. Passing into a hallway, filled of myself, I stopped suddenly and looked at a painting, it was of a girl, and a boy. This was not any part of my past, but of my future. I was sucked into a void that soon turned into the picture I was recently just viewing. My conscience merged in with everything, my body was being absorbed by the girl. Then, I became her, and she became me. It was the middle of summer by the view of the landscape, and strangely as cold as night. I stood in the pavilion with the other being, he was shady, and his body was blurred. I did not recognize him, but I felt a familiar comfort around him. He approached me, and then spoke in a strange language I had never heard before. Just then he disappeared, turned into an array of sparkling dust. Then, I was alone, surrounded by no one but myself. As I slowly vanished from the scene, a rhythm was being played.
A way through the darkness,
I cannot find it.
In despair and misery,
Light has no fit...
The words I sung in harmony with the song. Then, a new instrument took over, one I had never heard before.
Into the light,
A demon has come.
To haunt or be haunted,
Into the days undone.
The song paused for a moment, as did I.
In the dark of night,
A creature is born.
A child of brightness,
A nightmare unwarned...
As my voice trailed off, so did my being. My identity. My life.
I woke with a startle, all of my conscience flowing into my body. I looked around at the familiar places around me. I was at my home. My, temporary home.
I could not place what I had just seen, but I remembered it clearly. I just wished that I could figure out who the boy was. I remember him clearly, but I could not figure out this puzzle, this curse.