This is that dream again.. the day my parents disappeared.
Like usual I'm playing along the banks when I over hear a conversation.
" Did you hear? Their gonna do in that beast man Flint and that taboo breaking Clara. I wish I could be a bird in the trees for that." Said one faceless elf.
"Seeing their high and mighty expressions wiped off their faces I'd trade my valuables any day to see that" said another. It was in that moment I realized they wanted to hurt my parents. Of course I ran back home just in time to see them getting ready to go foraging. Everyone has to pull their own weight and the trades man wouldn't always accept what my parents had to offer. I didn't dislike coming here at the age of 5 but then to think I would lose them at the age of 8 wasn't even a thought until they kissed me goodbye that day. Desperately lost in the dream I screamed.
"Don't go!" I reached out grabbing hold of them doing everything in my power to make them stay. I didn't want to lose them again even if it was a dream the pain was always the same. But for the first time ever They stopped, they stopped and they held onto me I felt so much love as they embraced me. I could hear my heart hammering with the familiar sensation of family and love It was so comforting.
And then just as suddenly they were a head of me drifting further and further away. please just a little longer my mind begged "stay with me."
Ever since that day I have felt alone and unwanted not a single person from then on treated me as family or friend.
I could feel myself beginning to wake and my eyes flew open perplexingly my body felt haggard from the unrelenting stream of tears. However the cold sweat I was feeling now was due to none of these things.
A tall dark figure stood stone still near the foot of my bed. It faced away from me in a jagged position as if it was uncomfortable in it's own skin. I wanted to speak out but fear had already seeded itself in my mind and I couldn't find the will to break from it. I could only lay there and observe.
This tall person was definitely a man. He wore a tail coat that did little to hide his masculine frame, His lustrous black hair was long even tide back it reached his hips, With his hair in a ponytail you could see the pale of his skin and the angle of a strong jaw line He could be handsome or pretty.
My mind wandered then, somehow this presence tickled my memory. where have I felt it before? The sound of movement drew my attention and when I came to he was gone. The breath I didn't know I was holding released it's self and I swallowed air like it was water.
Who was that guy? Why was he in my room? How did he get In? This place was lousy with guards if he could sneak in like that did that mean he was an assassin?
My mind reeled with assumptions and I shot out of bed, I ran down the hall to Emma's room, threw the door open and found her sleeping soundly in bed. I fell to my knees; thankful she was alright. I really thought of her as my own daughter she was but 12 years; as a 25 year old with no children and my only living relatives despising me my whole life she was the closest thing I had to family. I got up sighing, I was to tired to go back to my room and so I decided to stay with Emma. I laid next to her content. Humorously as if to say goodnight I could hear the sound of wolves howling in the distance as I drifted off to sleep.
At the same time miles from the city of Panacea a shadowy figure was running at top speed in the dead of night..
Don't turn back I thought to myself. If I turned back now I would be a slave to her charms, I would be weak! I would die! I screamed this chant internally over and over so much so to the point of insanity and like glass it was then I could feel something in me break. I stopped dead in my tracks and my conscious felt liberated at a single thought that came to mind. I was never one to suppress my urges so why was I doing it now? This thought was all it took to make me unhinged. Who cared if I could die?! I risked that possibility everyday! An eccentric laughter built up in my chest and I unleashed it. joy washed over me like a wave and into the mind of my familiars. my army of wolves emerged and joined in my wild laughter. I had never wanted something so much in my life. Sweet little elf by will or by blood, one way or the other you will be mine.