#Chapter174
Premonition
Althea Zoe Castellanos Silvermoon
Once again, I sit by the edge of my bedroom window, leaning my body against it while staring at the blue horizon. To the realm, yet unknown to me.
Something out there calls me. It whispers my name. Pleads my soul to return. Like someone awaited my return. Like I was born for a purpose.
Like I was reborn.
I look towards the vast sky. To the limitless possibilities that laid on it and extend my arm forward, waiting for it to suck me right into one of those possibilities. But once again my mind wanders back to those eyes.
I close my eyes, wishing to erase, to forget, but that piercing blue eyes keeps staring right back at me. I clench my jaws tight as frustration builds up and anger starts to seep out of my heart, completely casing those blue eyes with dark, black clouds.
Again.
