Everyone has a destiny. A destiny that is different from others. It is written out before we are even born. These dreams I have, they are telling mine....
Lost...I am floating on a blue lake before I begain to fall...fall deep down below. I land on a desert of sand. Nothing but yellow grains for miles and miles. I look around searching for something, something I don't know. Then, I see him. A black shadow cast among the bright golden sun. The man holds out his hand promising me eternal happiness. He beckons. The seduction is beautiful. I reach out but I cannot touch. I yell to him but he is deaf to my calls. Then, there is nothing but red. My flame burns. It threaten to shallow me whole. The beautiful shadow embraces the flames. Burn. And I can do nothing but scream. The voices, they echo loudly. Whispers in my head that tell me that he burns. It will be my flame that brings his death. It will be my flame that brings the end. They taunt me but I cannot do anything. In the end, I am left with only ashes. I sit there crying. My tears fall for him, my love. Amon....amon.
"AMON!," I scream as I wakes up panting loudly. The dreams still linger in my mind. 'What dreams! What dreams!' My hands rises to my face gently covering my eyes. My whole body shakes with the effort to hold in my tears. It is a losing battle. ' Amon....how could you do this to me! How you make me so scared of losing you! How could you make me...care so much.'
I reach for my glasses, your gift to me. My treasured possession. I cradle them close, hoping to draw my strength from it. ' How am I going to face him tomorrow? How am I going to look into his face with the knowledge that I might be the one to...to....to kill him...'