Wings of fate

Chapter 1

I stare at the pocket door I found for the 4th time and wonder if it is worth it. In our homes we all are taught that pockets are dangerous places, that they are not places for us humans. Unlike many towns everyone in my town knows where the pocket doors are but still no one has ever tried to open one. I think it says something about how feared they are. There are many myths about what exactly is behind the doors but no one knows for sure. Some people say there are monsters that will skin you alive and eat your organs, some people say that the pockets are heavens and pockets doors are impossible to open. But my mom dont believe in any of the myths, she says that behind the pocket doors there is a better world with better people who have wings called Faerie. She says that a long long while ago humans captured Faeries and prisoned them in pockets underground. She says that we should find a way to open the pocket doors and free them. She sent my sister to one of the pocket doors last year. We never saw her after that day. My mom went in 6 months later and I never saw or heard from her after that day either.

I glanced at the door again and took a deep breath.

"You know that you are never going to be able to go in if you keep overthinking?" said Dain from my head. Even though talking to voices in my head would take me to the burning stake very fast, I never mentioned anyone about him so I was still alive.

"Shut up Dain I am trying to not think" i said with irritation in my voice

"When you think about not thinking, is it still thinking or am i overthinking about thinking Rosalinda?" I made a face to the overly complicated sentence he made and decided to ignore him. I took one more deep breath and reached out to the door. A door that could damn me as well as take me to heaven. I thought about all the choices I made until now, all the doors I went through. I thought about all the places the doors led me to, all the people it made me meet. Doors mean different things to everyone but for me they are the start of new experiences. I remember my mom read me once a poem from Jamie Thomas about doors. She talked long about the poem and asked what doors symbolize to me. At the moment they symbolize a passage to the unknown to me. I realized that I got carried away with thoughts and opened the pocket door without thinking more.

"Rosalinda there is something i forgot to menti-" Dains voice stopped abruptly and i started to fall down a big black hole. I was screaming and falling for an endless time until my eyes cleared and I started to see people at the end of the hole.

I started screaming and shouting even more. "GET AWAY FROM ME I AM ABOUT TO FALL ONTO Y-". Before I could end my sentence I fell onto someone hard and we started rolling together.

"What in the world do you think you are doing?" said the person I fell onto with an angry and very very familiar voice.

"Oh my god i apologize so much i hadn't meant to fall onto you" I tried to get up while apologizing endlessly and stopped abruptly when i saw the wings he had back him.

"Ar-are you a Faerie? I stuttered while looking around me. I was in a very dark hall with just a few lights. I looked up and immediately regretted it. There was no sky, we were underground. The hole I fell through looked like it was several miles up. I shuddered with the sight and looked down. So that is what's inside a pocket.

"Of course I am Faerie Rosalinda, what did you think?" he answered me standing up in front of me.

"How do you know my name, where am I and why is your voice so familiar?" I said without stopping to breathe. I saw the moment he realized the mistake he made in his face but he didnt let me read him more.

"Woaw woaw woaw, first of all calm down and breathe. And about your name, I don't know, maybe it just popped to my head like you just popped from the sky and fell to my head?" He took a few steps back and opened his arm while smiling widely.