"Aura" the voice called out to her. So calm and quiet that it soothed her jittery nerves.
"You are safe with me" the voice cooed in her ear as she felt her rapid heartbeat return to it's normal pace.
The roaring sounds of the wind in her head quietening mysteriously to the silent songs of the cold morning breeze. She knew, she was doing this again, she doesn't want this, she wants to see that face again for a reason she can't think of, although his aura was suffocating but, she can't help but feel that he is key to her past.
"Come back, dear" the voice whispered in her ear and she felt her ragged breath quietening down. She could have allowed her to see past this facade of reality, but she understands why she usually does this, to not let her fade away like her mother. The memories of her mother brought a frown yet a smile to her face , making her open her eyes to the blurry sight of an older version of her mother, a smile made its way to her face, highlighting her features, even in her fight to regain her memories.
"Thank you Rosie" she whispered to the young old woman .
"But..." She called out making the woman raise an eyebrow at her.
"I was almost there, I saw him and he saved me, I felt it" she whispered her eyelids shutting lightly the minute she finished her sentence. And her breathing coming out lightly, to show that she had happily embraced the warm hands of the dream world. A world that will bring smiles to her face, no longer that terrible world that belongs to the nether.
"You finally saw him" the old woman smiled at her granddaughter, her eyes crinkling with amusement.
"The story has just begun" she said as she looked out of the window into the sky.
"I thought I could change your fate, but I guess it isn't my hands, this is your destiny to be soulmate of the hell god, Klaus Ardelean, a man I have tried so hard to hide you from, a man that made your mother died in her quest to protect you from him, a spell she had casted on you, but had it's later repercussions on her, but then destiny can never be destroyed. Rosie said as a tear rolled down her cheeks at the rememberance of her daughter, she looked at Aura to see her smile and mutter that name that has always been forbidden.
'Klaus' her breath stilled , history is about to repeat itself with her beloved granddaughter, but has she a say in this?
Deep in the forest, a land feared due to its inhabitants, the witches of the blood moon. The first generation of the black witches feared for their instincts of survival. They look so innocent and friendly to live with, but behind their facades are soul sucking monsters who not only feed on the blood of their victims, but on their souls too.
Morgana stepped into the witches circle, as it was a blood moon night, not just any blood moon but the ancient blood moon of the forbidden to crown a successor. A night they have been awaiting for a while.
A night to make her the new queen of the witches.
Raising her scale like hands up to the moon, she felt power coming to her like seizures as her fellow sisters and brothers chanted their ancient song of coronation.
A song for the dying souls who are helpless and whom they feed on. When suddenly a piercing scream filled the air. Morgana's eery scream filled the forest as her fellow sisters and brothers waited in anticipation as this was the first vision of their new queen, a vision to keep them this generation and their younger generation who are with them and whose hearts are to be kept in connection with the forbidden.
The moon turned gold and Morgana fall on her knees, making the rest rush to her.
"She is back" Morgana's hiss filled the forest, making everyone hold their breath as this was announcing the return of their worst enemy.