MYSTIC WORLD

Ask The righ Questions

Where am I? She whispered under her breath as her eyes fluttered open.

Her loud breathing turned my gaze toward her as I sat up straight when I saw her eyes opening, " You awake? Thank goodness." and unfolded my legs.

She rolled her eyes in displeased, I could tell I was the last person she wanted to see, but... Sorry princess, am all you have!
   "You scared me, woman."

She managed to rise from the bed. "What happened, what did you do to me?"

"Me?" I said in defense. "What can I do to danger herself?" I said like a joke as I rested my back, not removing my gaze from her. "I guess I just save danger from danger.
     ...You're welcome."

Though I have no idea why she collapsed; all I knew was, I have to get her out of there. For some strange reason, protecting her became my priority.

"I need to go." She groaned tiredly.

"I'm sure you do, but you need to stay here till the daybreak." She rolled her eyes in disagreement. "The festival has started and the whole town is out. The woods are full of all manner of souls right now; believe me, woman, you do not want to be out there."

Only a fool would want to be out there tonight, fools like me; but this woman is no fool... She's not like us either.  She was something more — something to be feared, and for some reason, I can't put my finger on; am not

"What souls?" She questioned as she managed to sit up.

"The souls of our ancestors." I looked surprised at her ignorance. Though she said she had passed this way before, anyone who entered this land knew this even before they came; Isn't that why people don't come here? Who are you really?

"What are you talking about? " She does look like a lost puppy right now, with her bemused eyebrows.

I scoffed and shook my head. Seriously? "You're not from around here, so listen.
      Every year we gather together to honor our ancestors for giving their lives for the freedom of this town from black magic witches and their bloodthirsty demons. Our ancestor's souls will be summoned in flame and they will all come out and walk the land they gave their lives for just for one night, ones in every year. Right now, their souls have been summoned and the woods are filled with them. You don't want to be out in those woods tonight. "

"Too bad!" she shook her head slowly, almost like a pity, " They died for nothing..."

"What?"

" Be sure, If they died to protect this town, they won't be killing, will they? " She asked, almost like she was certain.

Good question.

"I never mentioned killing." Raising a suspicious eyebrow.

"You said I can't be out."

I could have meant anything, why does she think death first?  "It's our tradition. The woods are theirs for the whole night, and we must honor it."

She scoffed in disgust. "You humans are so ignorant. Your ancestors walking around in woods, in the land they died for, in other to free you from witches," I tried to ignore the sarcasm in her tone. "and yet your whole town is full of witches???" I blinked in confusion at the certainty in her tone, she talked as if she was sure. "Can I ask you a question sire?" I nodded. "If they don't kill; how is it that someone must die every year?"

She knew too much for a stranger.

"It is not a must, it is just unfortunate. Those are the people that dishonor them and come out to the woo..." I paused, leaning forward to my knees. "And where did you hear all of this from?"