Chapter 2
Thousands of years in the future a woman cried herself to sleep in her husband's arms. The woman clutched her stomach as her husband whispered sweet nothing's in her ear. For the last two years she and her husband had been trying to have another child. They wanted at companion for their daughter, Petunia. They had tried many times to become pregnant but had been unable to conceive.
"It's not your fault you know..." Her husband whispered in her ear, accurately reading the expression on her face.
"I know, but it's. Hard not to blame yourself. Not to blame your body." Tears clouded her eyes. "It feels like I betrayed us, betrayed me, betrayed you..."
"Shhhh... you didn't betrayed anyone. This is in no way your fault. Try to get some sleep. It's been a long emotional day and you just got over being ill. We can talk about other options in the morning." The women gave her husband a watery smile. She had been afraid that Patrick would give up on the idea of a child because of her inability to bare another child.
Patrick hummed a lullaby gently under his breath. Lulling her to sleep.
She dreamt of a beautiful women covered in blood; surrounded by fire. A stunningly handsome man stood across from her. The sun broke over the horizon as a bolt of green lightning sliced through the distance between them. The golden rays engulfed her in its light. Shrouding her with an energy so tangible it cloaked her. The women's swollen womb was encased in light so radiant it hindered sight.
Then it was gone. The world went back to normal. The women on the ground was slowly fading out of existence. As she woke to her husband's panicked voice, a softly spoken plea floated through her mind.
"Keep her safe."