The Moon Loved Her

Chapter Seven

I reached my room. At that time it was dark. Dust was hovering around and I could only see it with the help of the moonlight. The moon tonight was huge. Glowing with radiance and shedding its light everywhere. This is what they called back in my era as Supermoon.

The window was wide open. A gentle breeze was blowing on my hair. The wind blew and passed through my ears as if the moon came close to whisper secrets of this mysterious world to the ears of a mere human. I was in a daze by the sight and sound of this night.

I sat in a chair close to the window and kept observing the majestic moon. Suddenly rose petals flew in the air and through the window as the whispers got stronger. It was like it snowed red petals. An amazing sight to whitness.

A sudden knock on the wooden door got me back to my senses. I opened the door slowly and saw a man. Someone with grey eyes and black hair. His face had aged gracefully. He looked respectful. He was dressed in a navy blue suit with silver embroidery and chain details. He had a polished appearance.

Who was he?

He seemed important.

" Hello sir? May I help you?"

" Silvia... You are awake."

"Yes... But... Who are you?"

"You don't remember?"

"People have been asking the same question all day. Should I know you?"

" I guess this is better...(mumbling)"

"What did you say sir?"

"Nothing! I am your adoptive father. Asher Herion Grey. "

" I see... Well... How can I help you?"

"I just came to congratulate you. For the tournament."

" Thank you sir!... Then good night!"

" Good night..."

My adoptive father left and I felt sadness coming from him. He seemed to regret something. I cannot pinpoint exactly what it is but I can't judge whether his feelings were real yet. I still don't know much about me.

I don't know my age or my past. I just know my name and the fact that I have an adoptive father and a pair of brothers. Nothing more, nothing less. Tomorrow is the final round of the tournament.

I need to win.

I have to get a stable job and provide myself food easily. The animals in the forest can't die just because I am hungry.

I need to get stronger in order to find my memories and fill the unending emptiness that fills my heart.

I went closer to the window. The moon was still there. Unchanged and unwavering from any wind or rainfall. Still shining brighter than the stars. Even if all the stars in the sky competed one by one to overshadow the moon, the moon would still beat them.

As I kept admiring the view of the moon, I felt refreshed. I snapped out of it and went to bed. I had to rest and regain my power after such an eventful day.

I had a dream. A dream about a lady who loved flowers. She had long wavy Auburn hair that flowed like silky rivers down to her back.

Combed carefully and highlighted by the sunrays. She had a pair of familiar green eyes that shone like emeralds. Eyes that had the sharp shape of almonds but looked kind and gentle.

Skin that contrasted with her pink plump lips. The colour of white lilies. A gentle smile like the gentle breeze that kept giving movement to small strands of her long silky hair. She wore a beautiful dress. White like a nightgown but silky.