Most of us didn't want to be here. We didn't want to know about the prophecy, or the people who will go through it with us. We didn't want to serve the book, but we had to. For the sake of our survival and our rights. Because I have the power to do something about it. I have the ability, though it didn't feel that way. These beings kept telling me about the knowledge and power I had gained throughout this mission, but it felt like all I've gained is my daughter's mistrust, and more faces to drive me crazy in the night.
"None of us want to be here," Cocerus added, sharing a piece of meat with his youngest son, who couldn't even hold the stick because of its weight, "I want to be in my home, with my kids and my husband. Not here fighting some lunatic."
"What happened to your husband?" Venus asked, leaves dripping with ice and snow.
"He was the first of us to get drafted for that war in Eccrin. He's not a war type of guy. I don't think he survived, and it pains me every second that I'm here," he looked down, as his kids huddled around him in a hug, "If only we were together, I could've defended him, but the children come first. I haven't seen him since."
"You were completely settled down," Sebaiwhyn added, contrasting his life. Sebaiwhyn, the twenty-three year old who had accomplished nothing on his own. No love, no family, only extensive knowledge of the underworld and the devils, and a bar he didn't need.
"Yes. We had gone through so much building our life. We were finally where we wanted to be. And this happened," he grabbed his eyes, as if to pull them out, "I couldn't look at a mirror without being reminded that my fate was to fight. All I wanted was a regular life."
"I understand," Venus said, eyeing me as she talked about Falinnor, her poor boyfriend who deserved so much better than her, "I never got to say goodbye to my boyfriend. Every night, I wonder if he's okay. I didn't get to see my family either."
"I was separated from my family when they did the sweeping," Sebaiwhyn added, "I lived with my friend, Jacan, for a few days, and have been alone ever since."
"I was alone for years," Rao said. He sat with his legs spread out, and looked intently at the fire, his eyes glowing in the reflection of the flames, "Then I met Chanei."
"Is she your girlfriend?" I asked, a bit too quickly for my own taste. He didn't seem passionate about her, but I still found myself wondering. A sensation in my stomach I've never felt before. As if I was afraid, but in a good way. I couldn't comprehend anything going on within me.
"It's not like that. She's more into the feminine types. We've just had each other's backs through this war. The thought that I might never see her again pains me a little bit," he answered, looking at me with a slight smile. I ignored his smile.
"I'm in a similar situation," Twyla said, "I didn't really have anybody until I met someone on this mission. My mom sheltered me a lot before I joined the force. She didn't let me have any friends, much less partners. So when I clicked with Jacan, it felt like I finally found something worth fighting for. Like now I have a reason to discover my worth."
"I hope that one day we all go back to our loved ones, our families, and our homes," Venus said solemnly.
"I don't hope that for myself," Icarus said, "My older siblings declined the throne, and my father won't allow me to decline it. I don't feel like I could sit in my father's legacy after everything he's done to us," he gestured at his extra set of arms, "These things. If it didn't kill me, I would rip them off."
"I'm proud of you for getting away from him," I told him, "I had to sacrifice a lot to get to where I am, and that's why it's just me and Morgan."
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The Followers Of The Prophecy
FantasiIt was her destiny to save the world, and reluctantly, she took on the job. But Ceceir Solidare struggles with more than just the waging war. She needs to protect her daughter, and most importantly, go back home. The actual name of the book is Beyon...