Chapter 1
It was a cold day. The night was silent and she was asleep, alone, her bed of wood with her blanket of wool in a cabin for two, in the village of her mother across the hall. Hair of ebony & a nightgown a most elegant sky blue, you would think she had come from a long line of royalty. But she lived in a meadow with her loving mother and her friends. Suddenly, she saw an elf by her side. He took out his bow and arrow and aimed it right for her heart, but she could not defend, for she was stoned with fear. The arrow was shot and as soon as the tip of the arrow pierced her…
THUD!!! Her head hit the headboard. Only a dream, she thought, but she was still petrified in fear, not for the dream but who was in it. Where have I seen that man before? She sat there in thought, until finally, she drifted off to sleep again.
Armena woke up hesitantly. She had wanted to stay in bed all the day long, but she had to get some things done. She took off her nightgown and put on her pink work clothes, wide armed top and ankle length attached skirt with it. And she wore no shoes.
"I'm going out to tend to the garden," she told her mother. Her mother never said anything.
When she went outside, the sun had shown over her like it was hers to keep. The grass was about as tall as her ankles and it was like the leaves on the trees were waving Hello to her. It didn't take her long to get this job done because she didn't have much to water.
She got up to go back in the cabin when she heard a voice behind her.
"Had another one of your dreams, huh?" he said.
"How did you know about that?" said Armena. The boy was Sorator, a friend of Armena since the age of 9, who showed a kind of affection towards her that only a friend could have, though she never noticed. His bright blue eyes would always look at her as if he was trying to say, "Be mine."
"How can I not know? I've known you for my entire life. I can tell when you're sad, or angry, and its hard not to establish the times you are happy. Now, tell me what it was this time.
They went to sit in another part of the area that didn't belong to the garden. When they sat down, it was like the grass grew a foot taller just for them. He sat close to her, making sure he could hear every word.
"I saw him again. This time he had a bow and arrow and aimed it for my heart. As soon as it shot from the bow, I woke up."
"Last time you said he saved you from a swarm of orcs."
"I don't know what's going on. He has been in every dream I had since I can remember."
"Can you even remember when you were 5?"
She began to get lost in thought, like she was ignoring him. "All I can remember is an explosion and then….
"Armena! Come inside! Its time for you to eat!" cried Armena's mother.
"I gotta go, Sorator. Can you come over later?"
"Sure. Anytime."
Later that day, Armena suddenly became curious about her past. Come to think of it, I don't remember anything about my past, she thought to herself.
She decided to look in the study of her mother's cabin. First she looked in the chest by the kitchen. All she could see were clothes from many years ago. Next she looked in the every drawer in the room. She found nothing but old papers. Finally, she looked through the bookshelf. There was one book that looked like a spell book. She opened it and found a necklace with a silver pendant that looked almost like she did, but with different clothes and wings. She turned the page and found a picture of her and some other people that resembled her. No wonder I don't look like my mother, she thought.
At that moment, her mother burst the door open.
"What are you doing in here?? I thought I told you to clean the study." She said. Her mother was a nice woman, but when it came to chores, she was a completely different person.
"Um…nothing mother. Just looking through old papers is all," she staggered.
"What is that in your hand?"
"Just a little piece of paper I found…Can I go in my room now?"
"After you finish your chore. Good night."
"Good night mother." She decided to keep the pendant with her in her room while she slept.
But that night was the night to set her off. She had another dream, and with the same elf man in it, only…younger.
She was in the woods with other people that she has never seen before. Suddenly, there was a firestorm, a lightning storm, a hurricane, and an earthquake, all at the same time. A lightning bolt was headed for her head, but just as it approached her, the elf pushed her out of the way and carried her out of that part of the woods. Just then, there was an explosion with a force so great, it pushed both of their heads against a tree, but it only affected her for some reason.
She woke up with a start. Was that my past? she thought. Is that where I'm from?
She got out of her bead and put on the clothes she wore that day. She snuck out through the window and looked for Sorator's house. That seemed like the longest trip she had ever had to take because she was traumatized beyond belief.
"Sorator!!!" she whispered in the night. He was still asleep.
"SORATOR!! WAKE UP!!" she yelled. This time, he was the one to hit his head against the headboard.
"Armena! It's the middle of the night! What's wrong?" he said, still groggy from waking up.
"I had another dream with the elf man, but this time, we were both younger." These words woke Sorator up instantly. "It had that explosion I told you about!! And I found something in my mother's study. It's a pendant that looks just like me!"
"Don't you think that your mother could have had that made for you?"
"That doesn't explain what's in this book!! I'M in this book!! Magic and all!!"
"That about covers it."
"So are you coming or not?"
"Do I have a choice?"
"Would you let a girl of my situation go alone in the deep dark woods unprotected?"
"Hey! I would love to go! It's better than being stuck in here with a mountain of chores to do. Plus I'd never leave you alone like that. You know that"
"I know. Look, the sooner we leave, the sooner we can find out if this stuff is really true."
"Okay. Let me get my cloak."
So they set out on their journey in the cold dark night, not knowing what lied on the road ahead.
At home, Armena's mother had just woken up because she felt something was not right. She went to her daughter's room to find the covers in disarray, but with no one in between the sheets.
"I was afraid that this day would come. She saw the book, and I'm sure that she has the pendant with her. I hope she wont do anything stupid!" Then, she began to cry. "Why does this have to happen to her? Why cant just live a normal life?"
It was a cold day. The night was silent and she was asleep, alone, her bed of wood with her blanket of wool in a cabin for two, in the village of her mother across the hall. Hair of ebony & a nightgown a most elegant sky blue, you would think she had come from a long line of royalty. But she lived in a meadow with her loving mother and her friends. Suddenly, she saw an elf by her side. He took out his bow and arrow and aimed it right for her heart, but she could not defend, for she was stoned with fear. The arrow was shot and as soon as the tip of the arrow pierced her…
THUD!!! Her head hit the headboard. Only a dream, she thought, but she was still petrified in fear, not for the dream but who was in it. Where have I seen that man before? She sat there in thought, until finally, she drifted off to sleep again.
Armena woke up hesitantly. She had wanted to stay in bed all the day long, but she had to get some things done. She took off her nightgown and put on her pink work clothes, wide armed top and ankle length attached skirt with it. And she wore no shoes.
"I'm going out to tend to the garden," she told her mother. Her mother never said anything.
When she went outside, the sun had shown over her like it was hers to keep. The grass was about as tall as her ankles and it was like the leaves on the trees were waving Hello to her. It didn't take her long to get this job done because she didn't have much to water.
She got up to go back in the cabin when she heard a voice behind her.
"Had another one of your dreams, huh?" he said.
"How did you know about that?" said Armena. The boy was Sorator, a friend of Armena since the age of 9, who showed a kind of affection towards her that only a friend could have, though she never noticed. His bright blue eyes would always look at her as if he was trying to say, "Be mine."
"How can I not know? I've known you for my entire life. I can tell when you're sad, or angry, and its hard not to establish the times you are happy. Now, tell me what it was this time.
They went to sit in another part of the area that didn't belong to the garden. When they sat down, it was like the grass grew a foot taller just for them. He sat close to her, making sure he could hear every word.
"I saw him again. This time he had a bow and arrow and aimed it for my heart. As soon as it shot from the bow, I woke up."
"Last time you said he saved you from a swarm of orcs."
"I don't know what's going on. He has been in every dream I had since I can remember."
"Can you even remember when you were 5?"
She began to get lost in thought, like she was ignoring him. "All I can remember is an explosion and then….
"Armena! Come inside! Its time for you to eat!" cried Armena's mother.
"I gotta go, Sorator. Can you come over later?"
"Sure. Anytime."
Later that day, Armena suddenly became curious about her past. Come to think of it, I don't remember anything about my past, she thought to herself.
She decided to look in the study of her mother's cabin. First she looked in the chest by the kitchen. All she could see were clothes from many years ago. Next she looked in the every drawer in the room. She found nothing but old papers. Finally, she looked through the bookshelf. There was one book that looked like a spell book. She opened it and found a necklace with a silver pendant that looked almost like she did, but with different clothes and wings. She turned the page and found a picture of her and some other people that resembled her. No wonder I don't look like my mother, she thought.
At that moment, her mother burst the door open.
"What are you doing in here?? I thought I told you to clean the study." She said. Her mother was a nice woman, but when it came to chores, she was a completely different person.
"Um…nothing mother. Just looking through old papers is all," she staggered.
"What is that in your hand?"
"Just a little piece of paper I found…Can I go in my room now?"
"After you finish your chore. Good night."
"Good night mother." She decided to keep the pendant with her in her room while she slept.
But that night was the night to set her off. She had another dream, and with the same elf man in it, only…younger.
She was in the woods with other people that she has never seen before. Suddenly, there was a firestorm, a lightning storm, a hurricane, and an earthquake, all at the same time. A lightning bolt was headed for her head, but just as it approached her, the elf pushed her out of the way and carried her out of that part of the woods. Just then, there was an explosion with a force so great, it pushed both of their heads against a tree, but it only affected her for some reason.
She woke up with a start. Was that my past? she thought. Is that where I'm from?
She got out of her bead and put on the clothes she wore that day. She snuck out through the window and looked for Sorator's house. That seemed like the longest trip she had ever had to take because she was traumatized beyond belief.
"Sorator!!!" she whispered in the night. He was still asleep.
"SORATOR!! WAKE UP!!" she yelled. This time, he was the one to hit his head against the headboard.
"Armena! It's the middle of the night! What's wrong?" he said, still groggy from waking up.
"I had another dream with the elf man, but this time, we were both younger." These words woke Sorator up instantly. "It had that explosion I told you about!! And I found something in my mother's study. It's a pendant that looks just like me!"
"Don't you think that your mother could have had that made for you?"
"That doesn't explain what's in this book!! I'M in this book!! Magic and all!!"
"That about covers it."
"So are you coming or not?"
"Do I have a choice?"
"Would you let a girl of my situation go alone in the deep dark woods unprotected?"
"Hey! I would love to go! It's better than being stuck in here with a mountain of chores to do. Plus I'd never leave you alone like that. You know that"
"I know. Look, the sooner we leave, the sooner we can find out if this stuff is really true."
"Okay. Let me get my cloak."
So they set out on their journey in the cold dark night, not knowing what lied on the road ahead.
At home, Armena's mother had just woken up because she felt something was not right. She went to her daughter's room to find the covers in disarray, but with no one in between the sheets.
"I was afraid that this day would come. She saw the book, and I'm sure that she has the pendant with her. I hope she wont do anything stupid!" Then, she began to cry. "Why does this have to happen to her? Why cant just live a normal life?"