The cave seemed like an endless tunnel and it seemed like hours I was inside this labyrinth. The gloominess and darkness, with only the compass lighting the way, messed with my head. I felt that I should be asleep, but at the same time I should be searching more. I finally gave it a rest as soon as I felt my legs give out from all the tension and traveling. I fell onto the course, cold ground with my sword scraping across the rock. I had forgotten to keep track of time, but the cave seemed to have sucked away all the time leaving me with eternity to search for a potion, which seemed very non -existent at the moment. I somewhat dragged myself to a nearby rock and say properly. All I could think about was Aurora. My heart felt broken now. All that repeated in my scattered head was her face as she let go. Her eyes gleamed back with such fierce courage, but a trail of sadness as she smiled my way as she became distant. Away from my grasp. I couldn't go on without her. I felt all my strength had been wiped clean, the magnitude of this loss had finally got into my head. All I could do now was sit alone in this damned cave and cry out. The tears were released like a great flood gate from my eyes and I wept aloud. The echoes of my sorrowful cried projected against the walls heightening my distressed self. I laid down finally feeling fatigued for sleep. My while body ached trying to find comfort in the harsh ground. My eyes closed for once and I was alone again.
I awoke with a rush of adrenaline. I saw the bright sun shining in my face. I had overslept and didn't wake Aurora! I turned to my side opening my mouth to speak, "Aurora! We-" I heard what I had spoken out loud and just sat up in a daze. I looked around and found myself in the cave, the compass laying next to where my head had laid. I grasped the compass angry. I forgot she wasn't here with me anymore and I couldn't bare it. I felt my lip quivering from the sudden realization of where I was and what had happened. I felt a rush of anger and desperation hit me like an arrow to the heart. I quickly got up and began thrashing around. I unsheathed my sword swinging at the cave's walls with fury. Pure anger. I screamed and hollered as I hit into the cave. My sword scrapped and screeched out every time the steel met the rock. Bursts of sparks appeared as the steel rubbed against the walls. My screams and the screeches became silent as I finally stopped myself. My lungs burned pleading for air and finally I was out of breath standing, sword in hand, just staring into dimly-lit emptiness. The sword had dented and marked up the once peaceful rock I felt tears roll down my cheeks as I stood silently just remembering her beautiful face. How could I have done this...?! I dropped my hand, the sword slamming into the ground, and I felt empty; hollow.
After minutes of realization of my tragedy, I trudged forward along the path as the talisman was gradually becoming brighter and brighter as I went along. It almost seemed like morning from how bright the compass became. I came into a huge clearing with nothing but the end of the cave wall. I found nothing inside. I looked around frantically searching for any sign of a potion, or anything. I walked along clenching the compass with fear hoping I could find at least a stray rock, which seemed absent as well. No..no no no! I began scanning all around hoping I had missed a spot, but I felt my heart sink into the pit of my stomach when I found nothing. I felt the tears well up at the brim of my eyes, This isn't right! There has to be something in here! I clenched the talisman tighter wanting it to break in my hands. Wanting to crush the hope in my very hands. I fell to my knees in defeat. Suddenly, the talisman became hot; burning. I dropped it as soon as I felt the pain jolt through my arm. The talisman shot out a great light, which made me look away from the brightness, then all of a sudden a potion appeared in the place of the talisman. I blinked staring at it in disbelief at the potion suddenly appearing. This made no sense. If the compass could become the potion, why would the Witch make us go on this damned journey? I could never really understand magic, with all of its obscure ways. I picked up the potion, which gave a small glow, and began staring at it. The witch had told me, specifically, to take the potion outside of the cave and smash it into the ground. She said Prince Phillip's body and soul will conjoin and appear where It was smashed. It still boggled me how a simple potion like this would do that. But it was magic. Damn this magic...