Chapter 39
Kalen stood and sighed, saying he was going to take a rest in his room. Once there, he collapsed in his bed but sleep never came. He kept seeing himself in the mirror, as the black hawk with traces of blood upon his feathers. Rubbing his temples, he closed his eyes and took sanctuary of the blackness beneath his lids. "Oh gods, just make it stop," he murmured aloud, sitting up.
Pacing around the room, he found himself suddenly changing into the hawk and as much as he willed to stop it, he couldn't. His cry for help was drowned out by the shriek his hawk-form let out and as he stumbled around, clumsy with his large wings, he accidentally broke the room's window and he fell, with no idea how to fly or to right himself he let the air tear at his feathers…If this was his true death, he didn't care anymore.
Midori heard a hawk's shriek and saw a streak of white running towards her, yowling and hissing. "Nicola?" Midori hurried to the panting cat and watched as she shifted to human form.
"Did you hear that?" Nicola asked.
"The hawk? Yes I did." Midori told her, confused.
"Come on!" Nicola hurried along, Midori running behind.
"Why?" Midori asked.
"I…I read a prophecy." Nicola told her, hazel-green eyes grim.
"What?" Midori was shocked.
"Just trust me on it!" Nicole took Midori's arm and kept running toward the last place she had last heard the sound.
Cry, black hawk, cry to the day
Falling without a word to say
Now broken do you lay
Moonlit days, sunlit nights
You try and fly to some great height
But are clueless how to take flight
Gods meddled with your life
Left you with only strife
The crescent moon, thin as a knife
Prophecies only doom
As you pace in your room
A cat senses you, kittens in her womb
Terrified she is
Claws unsheathed, eyes narrowed, ready to hiss
But those haunted brown eyes she cannot miss
Cry, black hawk, cry
Falling…ready to die
Now broken…drowning in water do you lie
A/N: Does anyone have any ideas because after this I have only one and I'm running out fast! Any would be quite appreciated!
Regards,
- Notebook
