Waking up must have been the hardest part of my journey.
For what was most likely a little less then a few seconds, I couldn’t remember. I was blank, unknowing. Pure. My mind did not drift, did not think, did not move, a paralyzed hold on my body, a safe cell.
Then it came to me, as quick and clear as a streamer of light through the darkness. It must not have been everything- Obviously, I didn’t realize where I was until later- But I now had what was needed; My name, my age, My sons name, my sisters name, my husbands name and my nieces name and Ambrose and most of their common facts. I remembered how to speak and write and walk and move, and I figured these would come in handy later on.
When it started coming back to me, I sighed in a sort of relief and curled up. The ground, it was smooth and warm, with grass that I could curl my fingers around and little flowers that could blow, dance across my face in this cool breeze. That should have been the first thing that alarmed me. The flowers.
And then I felt something pierce my heart, like a spike of dry ice through my chest and stomach. The sick feeling was familiar- It was a deep feeling, something instinctual, something that has existed throughout humanity. Ah. I had experience fear.
When I fell asleep, I must have been afraid.
Remembering the fear made a spark go off in my mind, as if I had stumbled upon a truth about myself I did not yet know. I think of that feeling as one of the most uncomfortable I have ever had. To make sure it wasn’t something outside of me causing the insides to be sick, I decided to finally wake up.
I left my eyes open for a second, closed them, then reopened them. I took in the scent of the world I just woke up in, and my eyes narrowed. What I smelt was dead. There was nothing but ice in what I smelt- slush, waste, and filthy ice. And the dead. And then, My body has me sit up and look- A small forest, with green light filtering down from a cloudy blue sky, is over and around me. A silent creek weaved around a tree, to narrow for a fish, to clean to be from the time I am from. This finally set off a bell in my head. I ask myself where I am- nothing answers me, and hell if I can answer myself. I remember where I am from, these last years of my life. And this was not where I spent it.
I take another look around.
I took the chance and followed them into the darkness
and then I choose to forget.
That last part is just what I started out with.
theres a lot in between.
Ill let you guess who this is-
could be Axie or Ouka or someone you dont even know yet.
Jeremy looked down at her, with a sudden look of ext ream fondness. "Yhea?
Luneth was silent, then giggled once and sneezed. "Yha yha, momma."