Thick gray mist. Fog. I couldn't see anything. It stretched on forever as a cascading wall of smoke. Was I really here? Where is here? I spun around, seeing nothing but the gloomy fog that surrounded me. I tired looking down at myself, but I couldn't even see my own body. Despite all of this I stayed surprisingly calm. I couldn't sense Searinox either. That one thing should have terrified me, but it didn't. A strange sensation gripped me. Like I was spinning very fast, but I couldn't tell with all the fog, it looked exactly the same in every direction.
Before I knew it, the fog had lifted and an unnatural light was shining in my eyes. I felt completely different. I could feel my body. I blinked rapidly and tried to move a little. I was lying in a soft bed, my bed... 'My bed?' Sitting up, I swung my feet off the side of the bed. I was wearing shorts and a long smooth violet shirt. I touched the end of it gingerly, it felt familiar in an odd way. The delicate music of mountain songbirds caught my ear, and I looked over my shoulder towards the sound. Dark blue curtains elegantly danced as the thin air caressed them. Behind the curtains, a quaint little balcony stood, overlooking the mighty Cree Forest. 'Cree Forest? How did I know that?' I stood up and tiptoed over to the balcony. The view was breathtaking. My eyes seemed to rhythmically scan the forest and certain familiar locations. 'Wait, familiar?' I glanced around. Something felt off. There was an very welcoming sense, but underlying that was something sinister. And why were some of these things familiar? 'Have I been here before? Why did I think this was my room? I don't think I've ever been here..' Slowly backing away from the balcony, I wandered back into the room. I gently stroked the bed, and the scent of lavender suddenly filled the air.
A loud buzzing noise filled the air. It was so loud and unexpected that I dropped to the ground and covered my ears. Lightning seemed to tear through my brain. I closed my eyes and screamed. The sound hurt my head. I felt like I was about to explode. Then, right when I knew I couldn't take any more, it just stopped completely. I stayed like I was for a moment, trying to regain myself. And as soon as I opened my eyes, I wished I hadn't.
Blazing wisps of fire burned just inches away, I gasped and jumped up. Fire surrounded me. I was no longer in the familiar, lavender scented room. This room was different. I could hardly make out the layout of the room because it was filled with so much smoke. 'This has to be a dream!' I thought, drained. Creeeee...SHHAAAA! The door behind me crumbled into burning ashes. I bounced away from it, and trying to get away, I scanned the room for another way out. I coughed, breathing in the heavy smoke. There was a heavy feeling in my mouth I couldn't get out. I quickened my pace and in my hurry I tripped. The floor felt wet and warm. The smell was metallic and gave me a bad feeling. Quickly getting back up I used the bed nearby to regain my balance. My eyes locked onto what I saw there on the bed. Blood. A very, very large pile of blood had soaked the bed. There were also countless numbers of small holes in it. Someone had died on this bed. I released my grasp on the blood coated bed and glanced down, only to discover why I had tripped. The wooden floor was slick with blood as well. My body was coated in the stuff, blood trickled down my hands to my arms as I unsuccessfully tried to wipe blood off of my face. It was not my blood, but my clothes were sodden with the blood, making me feel heavy. I backed away, a lump gathering in my throat. The more I tried to get the blood off the more seemed to gather on my body. I spun around quickly and jolted my right foot forward to run away.
As soon as I took that step, the blood and smoke was gone, along with the heat of the fire and the burning in my lungs and feeling in my mouth. Surprised, I stumbled and fell to my knees. A white plain stretched out before me, and snow was falling thickly from above. However, I felt no cold. A single giant building stood straight out, far away from me. I blinked, my eyes adjusting. I was in the middle of a huge snow covered field. It was night. A full moon shown overhead, illuminating the scene. The large building before me almost resembled a castle. Large, stone walls enclosed the perimeter, and three tall towers rose up in front of the main building. The castle looked huge, even from my distance, and it had a discouraging feeling. The frigid land was flat, with a slight down slope from the castle to me. 'The positioning of this castle... A strategic position for a battle' As the random thought crossed my mind, I heard an air splitting roar.
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A Shadow in the Dark; The House of Gryron
Fantasy*IS A WORK IN PROGRESS* This story will follow many different charterers as they each face their own obstacles. This story is very fictional, as Dragons and other unreal things occur. It is mildly based off of some real people and events, a few of m...