My feet were made to march like thunder
My lips to praise in all and wonder
My hands hold power and my lungs breath fire
Holy spirit fire, holy spirit fire" ,Brave by Skillet
Vlad's Pov
"I'm… I'm sorry. Can you..?" I asked with confusion in my voice. She grabbed my hands and covered then and squeeze them softly. "Vlad.. I'm a spirit." She said softly. I rubbed my face with one of my hands. I-I just couldn't believe it. It can explain why she looked so… unnatural and god like. But… I looked at her more closely. "If she is a spirit… why is she on pain? Like a human." I thought while looking at her face and body. This is all so confusing. But it also explains why I'm the only one who is able to see her.
I guess she took my silence the wrong way and slipped her hands out of mine and covered herself. "Are you scared of me now?" She asked with a small voice. I looked at her shocked and grabbed her chin and forced her to show me her eyes.
"Listen to me. I'm not afraid of you. I just…" I stopped, letting go of her chin and caressing her cheeks. She blush harshly at this action. "I'm just trying to understand you." I said while cupping and rubbing her cheeks affectionately. She smiled. "I know it's hard to explain. But I'm glad your not afraid of me. But you have to believe that I am a spirit. I'm not evil, or here to haunt you." She babbled. I shushed her by pressing my thumb to her lips.
"Lyall. I believe you." I chuckled while slowly sliding down my thumb from her plump red lips. She chuckled nervously. "Sorry, I babble when I'm nervous." She smiled. I only smiled and tucked a strand of hair away from her face. "I'll try to answer your questions a much as I can.", "I only have one." I stated now getting serious. She straightened her back and waited.
"Why are you a spirit? Did you… did you die?" I asked.
Lyall's Pov
When he asked me that question my smile fell. I got up from the wall and from Vlad and walk back and forth pacing. "Lyall?" He asked with a confused voice. " De na ceisteanna go léir a d'fhéadfá a chuir orm, d'iarr tú orm sin? ( Of all the questions you could of asked me you ask me this?)" I said in Irish, still pacing. I may have been living in England but I kept my Irish heritage alive. "What?" Vlad said. I almost giggled but held it in, preparing to answer his question. I stopped pacing altogether and stood very still.
"Why am I a spirit? I don't really know myself. I don't know if I'm alive or dead. All I know is that I can wonder without anyone seeing me. I can go into people's thoughts. Make their dreams beautiful or a nightmare if I wish. But there is a catch. I can't linger. All I know is that beyond my control I disappear without a trace." I explained.
Once I was finished I waited for his response. "So… you can't be here with me?" He asked in a sad/broken voice. I just shook my head in a no. "But… your before me right now.", "It depends. I can stay in one place for a few days are less. The longest I ever been was a year." I explained more. There was silence between us. It wasn't tense or awkward but it wasn't comfortable either.
"Then… I won't be able to see you again for a long time?" He whispered. I shook my head again. Didn't trust in my voice. I heard a cluttering of chains hitting the ground, indicating that Vlad was standing up. I remained very still. It sounded like he was about to say something but I beat him to it. "Vlad… I'll still be able to come back. But I need you to know that I can be your friend but… you can't fall in love with me." I whispered. There was a long pause. "Okay…" he whispered.
Again there was a silence between us but it was tense. So tense and thick you can cut a knife through it. I felt the sun more on my skin even more harshly now. It was probably full morning now. We both heard the footsteps of the soldiers coming. I didn't bother moving, neither did Vlad by the sound of it. Once the door clicked open, Vlad made a move and sounded he wanted to be closely to the wall. "Lyall-" he started but was cut short.
Once again I was gone.