Chapter 1: Thoughts, Thoughts, Thoughts
Later. Not sure how much later, probably a few weeks or a month. Most of the pain was gone, which was a good thing, but Bec was very bored, which was a bad thing.
Unfortunatly, she wasn't just bored. She was also angry, sad, nostalgic and confused.
'I hate Lord Loss, I hate him with all my heart. The way he looked when he commanded the demons to attack me, very sadistic. The way he laughed when the demons ripped me apart, plain evil. Why did he do this to me? I bet he knew my soul would be stuck here forever. If I ever meet him again I'll show him what a furiously priestress can do! Although, he's very powerful. I hate to say it, excuse me, THINK it, but he's way to powerful for me. I mean, I'm not even a full priestress yet. He'll defeat me and I'll be dead, really dead. I've only got some average powers, and of course, my perfect memory. Nice, I can remember the final fight, rather attack, of the demons forever. I can play that scene in my head all over again, sounds like much fun!
Even IF I could defeat Lord Loss, it doesn't matter. Most people I love are no longer in the kingdom of the living. Sigh. Bye Fiachna, bye Drust, bye Orna, bye Goll. Bye mother, who died shortly after my birth. I would be all alone. I wouldn't know where to go. Okay, I could travel around the world or something like that, and yes, that's better than being stuck in a cave. Hm. Doesn't sound that bad. I could find Bran and we'll travel together. Someday we'd find a little village where we can live, find a partner and get children. We'd finally have a family. Well, it's never gonna happen.
I think Bran died too. It was possible there stood demons outside, waiting for Bran to come. I hope he didn't die in too much pain... Well, if the demons caught him, he obvious died in a very painful way. Demons like to make their victim scream and suffer before they eat them. Poor Bran.
Poor me.
I remember the good old times, when I wasn't stuck in a cave. Before I was on a impossible quest. Even before the demons attacked. Well, 'good' old times? I wouldn't call them 'good'. I was a loner. The other kids were scared of me, just because I was the pupil of a priestress. I had no mother, no father.
I was terribly in love with Fiachna but I couldn't marry him. Priestresses don't marry. If you make love with someone, you lose a bit of your power. So. I wasn't even allowed to use jewelry. That sucked. I'm sorry for my bad language, but it really sucked. It sucked even more because Fiachna liked me back... It screwed up his life too.
Ah, well. Back then I was with Banba, Fiachna and Goll. People I loved. I wasn't all alone. Now I am, just because of those demons. What are they up to, anyway? They have their own universe, what's so special about ours? Why do they like distruction and pain? Do they really see it as entertainment?
I'm also wondering HOW my soul got stuck in here. That's definatly not natural. Maybe there's something special about this place. Maybe there's a portal nearby or so... I don't mean that window to the Universe of the Demons, no, maybe a portal that leads to paradise. Paradise of the Dead. Sounds amazing to me! I wish I could go there...'
Bec was sleepy. Her eyes closed slowly. She didn't feel sad or worried anymore. Contrary, she was about to dream a wonderful dream...
