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Hey you guys! Welcome to chapter three of Acceptance. Thank you to all the people who continue to comment, you guys rock! I'll try to keep this short and sweet so here is the third chapter of Acceptance.
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Acceptance
My room, if you could call it that, was nothing special. A small window was placed high up on a wall, so that nobody could run away. There was a brown, round carpet in the center of the room and a small green plant beside one of the beds. There were four beds, one for me and each of my roommates, all Graced of course.
I laid my face flat into my pillow allowing salty tears to stream down from my eyes. My eyes. The sign of my disease, my curse, my malady. If it wasn't for my eyes I would be a normal girl. I would be with my family, having fun, going to school, being free. Instead I'm cooped up here with no future, no family, and no freedom. As I surrounded myself with tears and self pity, I didn't hear the door open as one of my roommates entered. The only reason I knew she was there was because I felt weight protrude next to me. I stopped my tears for a second to lift my head and see who it was. The smiling face next to me was my oldest roommate, Ryanne.
She was 18 years old with auburn hair that was now pulled back into a high ponytail. She had heavenly blue and green eyes that sparkled when in the right light. Surely if she wasn't Graced she would have been courted already. She reminded me so much of the older sister I no longer had. I positioned myself so that I was sitting up and Ryanne comforted me in her arms.
"I heard what happened with the king," Ryanne started, stroking my hair. I guess news travels fast in this castle. "It also helps when you can read minds." I felt her smile against my head. I didn't care if Ryanne poked at my brain. I didn't hide anything from her and I felt like I could talk to her about anything. I just felt it as a mother who knows everything.
"I'm not worried about the king," I muffled into her shoulder, "I'm just worried about what he said. He's telling the truth, I have no future." Ryanne shook her head.
"That's not true, Nora. You have a future, something will happen, I just know it." I knew that what she was saying wasn't true, but I decided to play along anyway.
"You really think so?" I mocked confidence.
"I know so," Ryanne confirmed. Slowly she rose from the bed leaving me to stare up at her. "Now, I have to get to dinner. I'll try to sneak you something, okay."
"Alright, and thank you Ryi. But one other thing," I stopped her at the door.
"Yeah," Ryanne put her hand up against the door frame and turned her head to face me.
"Don't call me Nora," I chuckled as Ryanne shook her head and left the room. As I laid myself back down on the bed contemplation consumed my thoughts; darn it, Ryanne can read minds. She knew that I was lying. Arrrrgh. I planted my face into my pillow as darkness consumed me, into a far from dreamless sleep.
I was standing alone on a large stage. The stage was indented into the ground while all the seats were raised around it. The room was styled to hold a large quantity of people. It looked as if it was built to hold meetings for the nobles or another high class gathering. Licking my lips I slowly drifted around the stage wondering what to do next. Suddenly all the lights turned off except for one spot light centered on me. Casually a figure started to emerge from the darkness. At first I was a little freaked out, but it's not like this never happens to me, its part of my Grace. So I shrugged the feeling off as the figure revealed itself to the light. It was the man with the bleeding chest from the hallway.
"Hello Leonora," he greeted. His voice was very welcoming, to accompany his eyes. His aged skin was molded into a light atmosphere. Hidden years of unhappiness were etched by every deep line and wrinkle on his face. His pensive eyes never focused on anything as he seemed to be permanently lost deep into his thoughts. Though warm, it sounded as if this man had more melancholy than what was known. As if a grandfather was talking about his lost spouse, gone for many years.
"How do you know my name?" I questioned, raising an eyebrow in suspicion. The man smiled as he chuckled at my question.
"I know a lot more about you then you think," he stated plainly. At first I was a little worried about that statement, but then I realized that he really couldn't do anything to me, considering the circumstances.
"Well, what do you want?" I asked crossing my arms. The man took a deep breath, as if he really didn't want to say what he really needed to.
"My name is Solomon Rimsky. And as you can tell, I am dead." He waited a moment to see how I would react. My eyes shifted to Rimsky's chest, still stained with blood. I can't say that I was entirely surprise; most of my loose ends were tied from that one sentence. It explained why he wasn't buckling down in pain or fainting from blood loss. I tried to have my expression remain unaltered by the given information since it wasn't the first time a dead person has shown up in my dreams.
"What is your purpose for being here?" I asked solemnly. Rimsky chuckled, man this guys is a real laugher. I mean I'm not that funny. "Why are you laughing?"
"Well, if I was your age and I saw a dead person walking around I would be pretty freaked out. To answer your first question though is a more serious answer," Rimsky paused trying to find the right words.
"Look, Mr. Rimsky-"
"Please call me Solomon."
"Okay, Solomon, could you please just tell me why you're here. I mean dead guys don't just randomly show up without a purpose," I was beginning to get irritated. I had enough problems to deal with without some dead guy getting in the way.
"Well, it's ab—your fam-." Solomon said brokenly. Suddenly I felt wind pick up making my hair brush up against my eyes. Wait why is there wind in my dream.
"I can't understand you!" I shouted against the wind. I through my hands in front of my face in an attempt to block the wind that was getting stronger by the second.
"I—weak. It to-k - -ch power." Solomon attempted to say. His words were to broken up for me to understand him, but I did make out that he said that he was to weak.
"How are you too weak? You're a ghost!" I screamed.
"Take-s t- - energy. You- -av head—che. Rem—ber - FAMILY!" that was the last thing I heard Solomon say before everything went black.
"Nora, Nora are you okay?" I heard a voice call me. I didn't care, all I wanted to do was go back to sleep. "Nora!" I felt the voice grab my shoulders and shake me back and forth.
"I'm up, I'm up where's the fire?" I hollered sitting up in my bed and rubbing my eyes. Yawning I sat up in my bed and glanced around my room. A pain struck my head that instently made me lay back down.
"Are you okay Nora?" I turned my head to the side to see all three of my roommates standing in front of my bed. Gwen, the one who just spoke to me, was clutching hands with her twin sister, Quin. Both girls had one blue eye and one green eye, except Gwen's right eye was blue and Quin's right eye was green, both of their eyes were wide. They both have strawberry blondish red hair that was swept over their right eye.
I smiled, "I'm fine you guys. I just have a headache, that's all." I looked up at Ryanne, who still had a worried expression plastered on her face. "What's up with you guys?" Ryanne slowly sat down on the bed and put her hand against my forehead. "What are you doing?" I asked folding my eyebrows in wonder.
"Nora," I Ryanne spoke softly, "You've been asleep for over 15 hours."
"What!" I sprung up from the bed but the dizziness from my headache caused me to immediately lie back down.
Acceptance
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