Chapter 1

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Do you ever stop to wonder if you were born in the wrong body, I don't mean like gender.

Maybe I should say more like spices.

well I do.

If I should chose I think I would want to be a deer maybe, or a wolf.

To just run in the wild, be free.

Freedom, how I wish that was something I could say I have.....

Maybe I have these thoughts because of the dream that keep recurring ever since I saw those big forest green eyes.

I can't remember how old I was, but no more than two, I have this weird thing, that I don't really remember anything from when my parents was alive, but I do remember one thing, those big forest green eyes. I remember the feeling they gave me, something I have never felt before or since. Freedom. Safe, home. That is what they felt like home.
And here comes the part that is a little weird, or maybe a whole lot weird, the eyes belonged to no human, no women or man, they belonged to a wolf, the largest wolf you would ever live to see.

I know I should have felt fear, but no, I felt safe, I felt alive, I felt home in those eyes, like I had known them in a life before this, and before that. 

Never have I seen a creator as beautiful and powerful. It's black fur, that shine ever so slightly in the moonlight, and those enchanting forest green eyes.

I don't remember much, other that it bowed to me, and then It was gone, like it was never there.

Over the years I have questioned if it ever was a real memory, but not even the best of dreams can feel so real.

After that encounter, I have had this dream of me and those forest green eyes running in the forest, both wolf. Me white, it black. Nothing else, just us running, and never have anything made me feel more free, more at peace, more alive. Home.

But then I wake up, back to reality, which is fare away from that dream.

My life is pretty much the same every day, I wake up, or rather, I get thrown out of bed by my beloved uncle, Eldric, except when I wake up from one of my many recurring nightmares, all sweaty might I add.

Then we go for a morning run, were if I wasn't already a sweaty mess, then I will be after that.

After that we train, and yes I know what you are thinking " you most have forgotten breakfast" but no I have not, sadly, because my uncle want me to learn how to be prepared and ready, and be able to think clear without any food or water in my system.

So we run, we fight, and then after that we eat breakfast.

And bt then the time is only 5 in the morning, sometimes even just 4.

My uncle also test my abilities when I am sleep deprived, do not ask me why, because I have ask that question many times and all I get is " so your prepared "  for what, I don't know, he won't say that either, all he says is, " that I am a very special, and many would try to take advanced of that"

I don't know what or who he thinks will, because I only know him, because we live out in nowhere, all alone.

But back to my day.

When it is 5 we make breakfast, with what our land, animals, and forest has to give.

We don't eat meat, my uncle says that we shall worship what mother earth has given, to praise it, not take it. And that is what we do.

After breakfast, we tend to the garden, animals, and what else there may be.

I could do it quicker if he would allow me to use those abelites he says is so special, but he won't let me. He want me to have an understanding of hard work, and the time it takes.

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