The Soul
What is this? I feel myself pulled in a third direction. I have stopped falling and float here, still as the grave, in this endless darkness. My body is being ripped in three pieces. There is the gravity of this world trying to pull me down to my death. There is my hope and will pulling me up to the world of the living. Now there is this new force pulling me to a different place altogether. It hurts so much…and yet…this new force makes me the happiest. I feel emotions I have not felt since I came to this dark world. I feel love, joy, and longing. These emotions are so different from the pain and fear that fill this world. A silver thread appears around my wrist. It seems to be the source of the tugging. I wonder…is it possibly a thread connecting souls like the one in my mother's story? If it is, why is it not taking me to the world of the living? Where is it taking me? The force of the thread seems stronger than the gravity of this world or the power of my soul. Should I give in to it? Should I let it take me with it?
"Why not go to her? She may be your salvation."
I don't know where the voice comes from or what it means by "her." Is it my mother that calls out to me? That doesn't seem right. Maybe it is a lover? I can't remember. Why can't I remember my life? Why don't I know who I am?
"She holds the answers to your questions. Go to her."
That voice is so familiar. If only I knew what it meant…who it belonged to…why it chilled me to the bone…