Trapped With No Future

Chapter 4 Step One

Eliathem continued to plan out a way to retrieve the next symbol. The hologram-like vision with answers did not give her much, but it gave her key directions to the cylinder. It was time for the first step of Eliathem's strategic procedure.

The vision had mystical ghost-like figures wandering in fear around the area of the next symbol. There was a bombed gazebo with tragic written all over it and still blinks of sand brushing slowly down the edges of the crumpled and destructed areas. I assume that this place was abandoned and the drifting ghosts are most likely the purposeless souls being snatched away from their lost future, and being taken to the realm of the unknown and forgotten, Eliathem thought deep inside. Those innocent people who have been decided that they mean nothing anymore and are taken away to a death-filled world somewhere. This just brought a sudden glint of torn glass-like tear, fall sharply from her water-glazed eye and like a waterfall, runs continuously down her pale cheek. This causing a trailing path of brief water left behind to dry and smoke up into her skin. Thinking of this, made Eliathem's mind churn more than ever and have a greater and grander motivation to fix the wretchedness occurring in this false world and universe. This life will not last, Eliathem thought as she removed the flooding stream without warning and with haste from her right dimpled cheek before it reached her aching neck.

Eliathem rapidly ran outside her shanty house and found her locks of red velvet-like locks of her hair dancing in unison with the waves of the whistling whirlwind. The air blasted her face and legs and she struggled to try her best to put each foot down gently. But the pressure formed by the tornado-like wind storm was too empowering and controlling. She could not see herself trekking through. "This cannot be happening, I need to find the next symbol before it becomes too late", Eliathem screamed as she tried to open her eyes.

With much riveting joy; Eliathem saw that the loyal and faithful steed returned, in her time of need. The vast stallion was filled with much strength and will to race throughout the stormy wind cycle. So, Eliathem with much force threw herself onto the stallion and held on shaking with distress. Then the steed trampled and pushed through, as the both of them trotted briskly towards the next key symbol needed. It is almost as if this horse has a mind of its own and knows when and why I need him, even where I need to go, Eliathem thought while wincing.

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Finally finding herself at the place painted in her hologram-like vision, she realized that all was calm and tranquil. Even the wind was coming to a finish. Eliathem took a deep breath and plummeted off the stunning horse. Then by using her plan, Eliathem started her search for this precious symbol. Eliathem dug through the dirt and tackled around the leaves of the bushes, grass, and trees, but still, there was no sight of the cylinder key. The vision did not give Eliathem much information about the exact area of the cylinder. But, the cylinder key was extremely crucial to her and this world, therefore, it needed to be located.

Eliathem was about to lose hope after looking for so long. She started to feel that her vision was misleading, but then there was a sound, as loud as a lightning strike coming from the shimmering dust in the gazebo's largest crack. With great curiosity, Eliathem walked towards the gazebo with paranoia. She shoveled through the sandy dirt swiftly and she beheld the miraculous cylinder with the keyhole inside of it. It was so bright and silver. Eliathem could not believe her bracing eyes. But, she could not wait to get home to finally place the unusually patterned key into the sphere symbol.