Chapter 3
My eyes snapped open as I struggled for air. Sitting up and looking at the clock I breathed a sigh, it was only a dream. It had only been an hour since I'd lain down, but the dream felt long and twisted with adrenaline. Slowly the anxiety the dream had caused began to wear away, while snippets of scenes drifted back to me flashing beneath my eyelids.
Running towards Gregory's voice as he pleaded for help. The pool of blood I had slipped in on my way towards him.
Next I was 14 and in the battlefield again. I had just killed an Avain soldier and was turning to help my older sister just in time to see another soldier plunge his sword into her swollen stomach.
Then I was walking through the palace literally blood soaked. I had killed all those men, I had literally slaughtered them. Their lives were paid in exchange for my sister and her unborn child. As the dream Altered to an Avain soldier forcing his blade through my older brother, it turned again.
Now I was in the forest, yet it was silent, except- a voice. A beautiful voice was weaving itself around me as I pressed my body against a tree willing myself not to cry. It was the memory of a scene that had played before me not twenty four hours ago. But this was a dream, no matter how steadfast reality was by the desired change that was growing in my bones; I could change the illusory.
Instead of hiding behind the tree in fear, this time I rose to my feet and began to walk towards the girl. I watched as she sang to him with one of her hands grasping his and the other upon his face. Each word soothed and the forest seemed to still as I came only a foot away from her. Kneeling down, I looked at his still form as Danica's singing ceased. She looked up at me with eyes the color of liquid gold and features as beautiful as a goddess.
I felt my had being tugged and the next moment she was standing, pulling me up with her. All of the soldiers and my brother were now gone and the soon to be queen pulled me towards an opening in the forest. In the opening there were no trees, but only small rays of sunlight managed to hit the ground as if an invisible canopy loomed above us. The floor here was covered in brown and red fall leaves and small birds could be heard singing now.
She let go of my hand and creature almost beautiful as she approached through the trees. It was in the form of a tiger, yet it soul cried peace and eye glistened tears of rejection. Staring at the powerful creature I saw clearly and the veil of confusion was lifted from my eyes. The silence had screamed answers and lifting my head to the branchless sky I released all selfishness devoting myself to the dream- to the prophecy.
My eyes snapped open as I struggled for air. Sitting up and looking at the clock I breathed a sigh, it was only a dream. It had only been an hour since I'd lain down, but the dream felt long and twisted with adrenaline. Slowly the anxiety the dream had caused began to wear away, while snippets of scenes drifted back to me flashing beneath my eyelids.
Running towards Gregory's voice as he pleaded for help. The pool of blood I had slipped in on my way towards him.
Next I was 14 and in the battlefield again. I had just killed an Avain soldier and was turning to help my older sister just in time to see another soldier plunge his sword into her swollen stomach.
Then I was walking through the palace literally blood soaked. I had killed all those men, I had literally slaughtered them. Their lives were paid in exchange for my sister and her unborn child. As the dream Altered to an Avain soldier forcing his blade through my older brother, it turned again.
Now I was in the forest, yet it was silent, except- a voice. A beautiful voice was weaving itself around me as I pressed my body against a tree willing myself not to cry. It was the memory of a scene that had played before me not twenty four hours ago. But this was a dream, no matter how steadfast reality was by the desired change that was growing in my bones; I could change the illusory.
Instead of hiding behind the tree in fear, this time I rose to my feet and began to walk towards the girl. I watched as she sang to him with one of her hands grasping his and the other upon his face. Each word soothed and the forest seemed to still as I came only a foot away from her. Kneeling down, I looked at his still form as Danica's singing ceased. She looked up at me with eyes the color of liquid gold and features as beautiful as a goddess.
I felt my had being tugged and the next moment she was standing, pulling me up with her. All of the soldiers and my brother were now gone and the soon to be queen pulled me towards an opening in the forest. In the opening there were no trees, but only small rays of sunlight managed to hit the ground as if an invisible canopy loomed above us. The floor here was covered in brown and red fall leaves and small birds could be heard singing now.
She let go of my hand and creature almost beautiful as she approached through the trees. It was in the form of a tiger, yet it soul cried peace and eye glistened tears of rejection. Staring at the powerful creature I saw clearly and the veil of confusion was lifted from my eyes. The silence had screamed answers and lifting my head to the branchless sky I released all selfishness devoting myself to the dream- to the prophecy.
