Void, it was all void. The battling of the feeling of emptiness. Trying to grasp to something but it was all nothing. Xanxier doesn't like it and he tried to feel something to raise his head, move his hands but a strong force kept pushing him and he was sinking.
Water gushed into his mouth, but didn't erase the feeling of emptiness neither did it fill him up. He tried to swim, flapping his legs and moving his hands towards the surface, waving his hands in the water but he kept feeling something pulling him, pulling his legs. Weighing down on him.
Xanxier checked to see but the bottom of the ocean was dark, he tried once again to swim forward. He was feeling exhausted, he pushed himself forward and this time he was able to swim. He heard voices distance muffled voices and he was getting closer to the surface.
He was about to break through the surface when his hands hit something solid. It was an ice spreading on the surface of the ocean. He pushed and banged it, he hit his hand till it become sore but the ice only thicken and he was pushed backward by an unknown force making him fall.
Yes it was only a dream, his consciousness trying to break free from the illusion he was immersed in. The illusion he created deep in his mind. He was falling and the water without a physical body gushed into his mouth. He remembered how he got there.
He was angry at Vane and lost control sending him into a deep slumber. He wanted to wake up, to wake up and check if Vane was still alive. It hurt him knowing he tried to kill Vane and it hurt more knowing he had no idea if he was successful.
He wanted to blame someone but he could only blame himself. He was sinking again and this time he allowed it, allowed the ocean to swallow him, there was no peace, it only hurt. His heart hurt, his head hurt and he was scared, scared of never reaching the surface, never breaking free from his mind. He wanted to cry.
Flashes of different faces invaded his vision. Daminas acting worried about him all the time, the court officials working to make Autumnshell great, his people, a beautiful dark glassy blue eyes flashed to him and he tried to push the memory away and for no reason a vibrant beautiful green eyes replaced it, Vane always acting angry as his adult way of throwing a tantrum flashed across him.
Yes Vane, he still had to go back to check on him, it was his illusion and he had to break free from it, break free from the water body surrounding him.
His energy was getting depleted to replace it he had to sleep to regain his strenght and he had no choice than to revive a painful memory.
His hands went limp and he surrendered himself to the sleep shutting his eyes as he felt his consiousness slipping away.
"Your Highness, your Highness." A soothing warm voice repeated.
Xanxier opened his eyes slowly to see a dark beautiful large eyes staring at him. He wanted to scream and runaway but it was his memory and he had no control over his body or actions. Instead he rubbed his eyes, stretched and yawned grabbing a pillow to cover his head going back to sleep.
"Your Highness, Her Majesty is coming to visit today."
Hearing this Xanxier sprang up, his eyes cleared instantly. "Really?" He jumped enthusiastically before shuffling off the bed.
"Yes your Highness." The girl replied.
Xanxier smiled at his personal maid in her customized yellow and pink robes. Anaksanasan was very pretty and had long dark smooth hair like silk which made his other maids jealous, she was like a jewelry in the palace and a noble that chose to serve him. She knew Xanxier best, taking care of him like a precious stone and Xanxier likes her best. Knowing his mother was finally coming to pay him a visit made Xanxier happy and he hugged Anaksanasan. He released her patting her shoulders before running off to the bathroom.
Seeing this memory and acting according to it made Xanxier want to spit out blood but he had no control of his actions and body. It was his memory and being entangled in it was dangerous. It would make him lose his consiousness and he would fall forever deep in this sleep.
Instead of breaking out, Xanxier wanted to see her. He wanted to see his mother, it had been so long since he saw her last.
The bath was ready and the maids took his bath for him, their hands trailing his body than necessary but he was only a child and was beaming not minding how they touched him. After the bath, they dressed him up in a royal robes and braid his hair taking some beautiful red and silver pins to adorn it.
They moved back when they were done and Xanxier moved to check his image. His small innocent childish face stare back at him. How long was it that he was able to show his face freely? He wanted to trail his fingers on his face to feel his soft cheeks, to stare at his glassy blue eyes but the child then only stood in front of the mirror checking his robes in the smiling. Xanxier knew he was getting deep into the memory and he was starting to lose his reasoning as an adult Xanxier.
The governess came to fetch him and he bounced from foot to foot skipping happily, his small hand grasped in the governess own. He was led to his study and he crossed over to sit on his chair, his writing materials spread on the table. He took his pen pretending to be studying as he waited grinning happily he started to hum a song.
It was getting brighter but his mother hadn't show up, Anaksanasan brought his breakfast but Xanxier didn't make a move to touch it. His mother had to meet him studying so she would praise him and he wanted to see Vane too.
See Vane
See Vane
It echoed to him but he ignored it, he had to see his mother, she was coming to see him.
"Your Highness you should eat." Anaksanasan started clearing the table of his writing material, he didn't stop her. He had forgotten something and he tried to remember only to come up with nothing.
"Your Highness." The governess called him. "Her Majesty would not be coming today." She reported.
It was only a memory, his mother didnt show up that day, he was now an adult and the King of Autumnshell, he had hurt Vane and he needed to see Vane.
When he realised this the memory shattered like a mirror and he was in the ocean again. He had to swim out. He surge forward seeing the ice on the surface breaking and the distance muffled voices was becoming clearer, he tried to listen when he felt something pulled his leg.
"Your Highness." A sweet voice caressed him.
He turned to see Anaksanasan pulling his leg. Her dark hair flowing around her. What sort of illusion his this! His eyes widen knowing she had died fifteen years ago. He tried to break free swimming faster.
"You are mine my precious." Her voice dripped with possession and her eyes glowed getting larger and she grin evilly at him.
The pull on his leg became aggressive and Xanxier doesn't want to see that face anymore. He would not allow to be hunted by her again, he wiggled out of her hold determined to break off.
"I am coming for you!" She yelled. "My precious..."
Xanxier finally break free out of the surface, he opened his eyes and tilted his head.
"Ha..." Vane sighed.
Xanxier was overwhelmed with guilt and happiness when he saw Vane placed a porcelain jug on the table. Xanxier doesn't want to blink, he doesn't want Vane to fade away. Vane was still alive. Daminas stood up bringing out a bottle from his pouch and turned to Xanxier.
Xanxier eyes were trained on Vane and he could see Daminas running to him like a child.