The Daughter of the Hearth

chapter 13

"Can you tell me the prophecy?" Nyx asked eagarly, her face bright.

"No" I said.

"Why not?"

"What's the purpose of telling you?" I said, it would spoil too much.

"So I can know my fate."

"You don't have a fate," I got up from the dry, dead grass and had a giant mental breakdown.

"Charlie!"

"What?"

"What are you doing?!" I felt a pang of anger, there was Charlie, rummaging my cloak pockets, holding two of my drachmas

"Borrowing money, have a problem with that!" I knew on that day, we were all loosing our minds.

"Well kind of," I was trying not to start an argument.

"What's going on?" Nyx asked

"Saren has a problem with me taking a few drachmas!"

"Well, yes I do,That is smartly saved money!"

"Well, I should have all the rights to use your money wisely!"

"Well, it's my drachmas and you shouldn't be stealing money in the first place!"

"Well, what if I was going to spend it on food?"

"There's not a market in sight! " I snipped

"Just ignore him, he's in a bad mood." Nyx commented

I felt kind of fiendish, he just needed time to recover. At least I had Nyx by my side. I walked away from my situation. I had bigger things on my hands, I was stressed. What if I had to face this danger myself. Who knows when it would come and destroy me.

That night I heard a rustling in the bushes, I got my cloak and dagger and ran to the forest. There was nothing, I heard strange voices. I had a huge migraine. My eyes grew heavy the voices got louder saying.

Anything can come now, anything can come now, anything can come now, be strategic Serendipity,

be Strategic.

My head felt like a burning building. I felt like fainting. I couldn't though because anything could come. I knew what I had to do. I would wait untill morning though.