Naryssa's Choice (The Fate and Destiny Chronicles Vol. 3)

Destiny

 I remember having to stop when the church was out of sight as a coughing fit hit me like a ton of bricks, leaving me wheezing and I felt a wave of nauseating fear when I saw the tiny bit of blood on my hand after it ended. It was already beginning I realized as I tried to gather myself, I didn't know exactly how much longer I had to go but I knew I would not last long after my destiny was complete. When exactly that was, I wasn't sure but something deep within me told me it would not be far away, that the day of my choice was nearing, and as I pushed onward, I felt a crushing sense of doom. As I walked onward, I found myself thinking, thinking about something Seth had once said to Annabelle so many years ago that I read about in the journal and witnessed through vision of a memory.

Seth had once said to Annabelle that no matter how dire the circumstances there is always hope, a light in the dark. At one time I had believed that but now after everything I wasn't so sure I could still believe those words, I was not so sure that there was always hope because mine had run out. I had no hope left. I couldn't figure it out. How it was possible to continue onward without hope. Hopelessness consumed me and it left me hollow as the darkness inside of me. I finally reached the meadow that held her house about two weeks later to find it exactly as it had been left behind, something had drawn me here. Then another coughing fit worse than ever seized hold of me and as my coughing fit came to an end I began to laugh hysterically as I looked at the fresh, thick, crimson red blood that had covered my hand. I began to speak, shouting at the sky that was so cloudy that the thick grey clouds were all you could see, "It's time, again.... isn't it?" I shouted aloud directed towards my sister and the deity who probably couldn't even hear me. The one who refused to show its face to me. "It's time to make another god damned choice! Isn't it!?" I shouted as I walked slowly towards the center of the meadow only to be answered by the soft rumbling of thunder as the deep grey clouds grew darker somehow.

The wind slowly picked up around me as I screamed some more, not really caring how insane I probably sounded, "All for what!?" I demanded angrily. The hollow emptiness I'd felt since Darren began to slowly give away as my rage slowly pushed through it. "So, the world can hold on until someone else has to be the great destined halfling faerie?" I continued ranting knowing I would receive no answers. "I've lost Everyone! Everything! Even myself!" I shouted in anger as the wind began to pick up around me as tears began to spill free from my eyes. "I have nothing left! Nothing" I screamed. "There's always another fucking war, another fucking choice!" I shouted before ending up in another hysterical fit of laughter. "It's my choice now..." I said as the fit of laughter ended with another coughing fit. Tears welled up in my eyes as I heard the roaring thunder that boomed so fiercely the ground beneath me trembled violently. "What's the damned point!?" I screamed louder as the sky illuminated in flashes of two shades as the lightning began to spark. Flashes of light bright green and deep violet. "What's the point in any of it!?" I cried out as I threw my arms out as if trying to embrace the storm as lightning began to strike around me and rain fell in heavy drops. I tilted my head back, watching the beautifully stormy sky, as I waited for an answer that would never come.

"Why are we saving a world so hell bent on destroying itself!?" I screamed as the wind began to whip fiercely, my raven black hair blowing like crazy around me, and as the next lightning bolt hit the ground the grass caught fire. Only the flames were a brilliant shade of midnight blue and it did not burn despite the fact that they flickered and brushed against my skin from time to time as they burnt fiercely. completely unaffected by the torrential downpour of rain that began as my vision started to tinge with red as my tears turned into thick heavy blood. The numb hollowness long gone as the storm around me built stronger and stronger, the rage mixing with an onslaught of every emotion imaginable. Sorrow, loss, grief, pain, agony, anger, rage, hatred, love, guilt, happiness, embarrassment, and so much more that was almost indecipherable. My knees hit the oozing thick mud as I fell to the ground with a blood curdling scream that seemed to echo hauntingly and unnaturally around me. It felt as if everything inside of me was tearing me into two, I could breathe or think as it suffocated me, the storm around me was so loud it was deafening and so strong I wondered how I wasn't being lifted along with it. It felt as if fire and ice were racing through my veins, pulsating throughout my entire body, electrifying my every nerve ending. Then I was pulled into a memory for only the briefest of moments but I felt it as if it were happening for hours, feeling as if I were Annabelle, experiencing it as her like so many other memories I was forced to witness.