♡♡♡Cindy♡♡♡
My name is Cindy I am 18 years old. Since I was conceived I was aware of life around me. I even saved my brother and mother while in her womb.
I was born to be the Oracle of the Pawā Nation. My Father is the King Maximum.
He fell in love with my mother thinking she was a boy. My mother is what they call a pusher. She can make people do as she will. She also is a reader of life forces which comes in handy being queen.
My twin brother is Henry. He has the power to be annoying and making me mad.
I have two half siblings. My mother gave birth to them for my two Uncles.
Telinanna we call Anna and my brother still calls her little bunny is like her Dad Adam does. She is an amplifier for her brother. She is two years younger then me.
Tenninax we call Ax is a pusher like our mom. He started using his power the day he was born. He loves to pull pranks. He is 6 years younger then me.
It is hard being who I am but I try my hardest to guide those that seek my power.
I have a recurring dream :
A bright full moon lights ups the sky. I can hear a wild animal in the forest.
I walk to a big Cherry tree in bloom. A man is standing in front it with the most brilliant smile. Who he is I don't know.
He is not from this lands his skin almost glows and hair is the color of fire.
"You must help me little fairy" His voice is strange but even though the words sound strang I understand them.
"My fairy please you must help me."
I walk closer to him and darkness covers him like a fog. I start to run as I hear his cries but before I get there I always wake up.
Today I'm headed to the hill where Mabel my teacher is buried. Sometimes I can see and talk to her and I hope she can help me today.
"Come out my dear Mabel I need to talk." I yell.
"Child can't you let the dead rest? What do you want to know?" Mabel says appearing next to me.
"The dream I keep having what does it mean?" I ask.
"You are the Oracle, you have the knowledge." She says.
"I don't this time and it scares me. The path of this dream is a place I can not see." I lay my head on her lap and she strokes my hair.
"This once I will help, It is because your path is still un-chosen. Only when you set foot on a path you can see down that road."
"That was my thought too. I guess I just needed to hear it from you." I sit up and look at Mabel. She seems to be getting younger and younger each year.
"I'm sorry I'll let you rest now. I love you and miss you my teacher." As I walk away Mabel fades away.
As I walk back home Anna comes running, "Come quick Uncle is looking for you. Men like no other have arrived and he needs your help."
I start running with Anna right behind me. When I reach the doors I fall into My Uncle Adams arms.
"Slow down, why are you rushing around. Did your cousin push you?" Adam asked.
A little out of breath I say, "No silly, his powers do not work on me. Anna said father needs me so I ran. It's not often he asks for my help."
Adam laughs, "He is in his study but go wash your face he has visitors." He then pinches my nose and pushing me towards the wash room.
I wash off my face and brush out my long brown hair. It has a slight curl to it so I tie it up to keep it out of my face. Then head for my fathers study.
As I open his door four big men, bigger then my father stand in his study all of then with red hair and beards. But none of them the man in my dreams.
"Cindy come in. Gentlemen this is my daughter and the Oracle of the land. Cindy these men are from Brytana a land over seas. My sister sent them to get help. Seems their King is missing and they think he is somewhere in our lands."
"I see father. Do you have something of his?" I ask.
One of the men step forward, "My name is O'Connor I am his majesty first of command. This is his ... the king treasure this cloth more then anything."
I take the child like blanket in my hands and close my eyes....
A child of 4 with bright red hair runs threw a field of clovers into the arms of a beautiful red haired woman wearing a royal crown... "Máthair (Mother) carry me Máthair"
"My wee little mac (Son) lets head home."
Then like a flash the scene changes to a boy of 10 crying clutching the blanket for dear life. His mother lay in a glass coffin.
Another flash now a boy of 16 standing tall. A crown is placed on his head. The little blanket clutched in his hand as he become king at such a young age. The man in my dream is the same.
Another flash men fighting him I wrench back I can feel his pain. There is a man with a scare giving orders then the little blanket falls and I see no more.
"Your king what is his name?" I ask
"Michael O'Malley." O'Connor says.
"He was taken by a tall, dark haired man with a scar on his face." I draw a line down my cheek to show them.
"Do you know were they are at?" O'Connor ask.
"My powers with the blanket only saw the past. The future is something else. I need a bit of time to walk into the world of cross roads. May I hold on to this while I work?" I ask.
"Yes, your Highness you may."
"Please, I am not a princess even though my father is king, I am but a servant to this world as the Oracle of the land. Just call me Cindy." I then walked out.
I take the little blanket to my cottage at the edge of town and make myself some tea.