Island of enchantments

Chapter 4 (S)

I look this beast in the eyes. I can't move or scream. My mouth is open but nothing is coming out.. this monster is like a demon and is feeding on my fears atlast it speaks in this dark tone

"You will come to me, you will bow down or I will destroy everything you hold dear" it said.

Tears were beaded down my face.

The beast revealed my father to me.

He

Was

Dead..

His body was cold as ice, limp as stone. Hanging there in this beasts eyes. I couldn't take it no more.
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October 16th

I woke up in a puddle of sweat. My heart was pounding. My father was in the kitchen using the spices I bought for him yesterday to make some tea.

I looked outside of the window and it was morning.

"Did you sleep well son?" My father asked me. I wiped my forehead and got up.

"Yes father, I did".

My father poured me a warm cup of tea and set it on the small wooden table we had. I grabbed a towel and went outside to take my morning shower.

It was nearly cold outside when I stepped out the back. The birds were cheerful doing their little chirps and the crickets stopped making noise.

I walked down the stone path to the well we own and filled up the wooden bucket with the steel handle.

I got undressed and poured the cold water over my body. I shuddered at its touch. Water was dripping from every crevice of my body. I grabbed the bar of soap that was wrapped in the towel and lather my hands in it.

I rubbed my hands all over my body. First starting out with my hair. My hands scrubbed against my scalp making me was to make small noises from how good it felt.

I then started down to my collar bone and ended up down past my waist before my father rang the bell for me to go help him.

I dumped another bucket of water and wrapped the towel around my waist.

I ran inside and gathered his morning tea.

My father was sitting on his chair waiting to be fed. Now and days he can't really do stuff himself. I cook, clean, and dress him. Its exhausting but I love him and I'm willing to do anything.

This sickness is taking control of his life. I have to find a way to make him better

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I walked into the library looking for something. Just anything that could direct me in the way I was going. I kept my head low strutting through the aisle gliding my hand across the books. I picked up a few on islands and medicines.

I sat in a chair at the library eating a granny Smith apple. I was looking over the number of books I gathered till I saw something about the Isle of lost dreams. The book was worn down and all dusty.  It looks like this book has been neglected for years. I opened the first page and dust particals soared through the sky. I coughed but continued to skim through it. My heart sunk reading this.

"Beyond the brave there lies an item, an item that may do anything you wish. Whether its to prevent a death or go on a journey to kind someone's long lost kiss. A battle in these forests lie ahead whether its forbidden or not people say its a dread. No one has been here and made it put alive, shall you be the first one to revive the item and not die?"

The pages are blank after that. Could this be the answer I've been searching for all along? Could I finally heal my father?

I take the book and run out of the library before the book keeper could say anything. This is my chance! This is really happening.

Im going to the Isle of Lost Dreams and nothing can stop me!