Spark of Flint

Chapter 1

A/N: Hi guys! This book is entered into the Novella contest of 2024. I would love to hear your thoughts and feelings about it. Please, no rude comments. I will delete those. 

The theme will be dark fantasy with gangs and drugs.

I hope you enjoy bookworms!

2014 word count

#^#^#^#^#^#^#^#^#^#^#^#^#^#^#^#^#^#^#^#^#^#^#^#^#^#^#^#^#^#^#^#^#^#^#^#^#^#^#^#^

Janet's P.O.V.

This is a dream. I know this is a dream. Well, at least I think it is. It feels like a memory. How can I see a memory I don't remember having?

There is a weeping woman kneading a soul like clay. She is on her knees with her legs folded underneath her. She wears a pink peddle pattern cotton gown. The soul is being moved around on the floor. Right next to the woman, there is a cold body of a man. He has a black gown on and his skin so pale that there is no doubt he is dead. Just before kneading the clay soul, she took the man's soul out of his body. She was already sobbing when I started dreaming. Broke a piece of his black soul and had her hand go inside her body like a ghost. As she moves her hand across her body, she starts to scream at the top of her lungs like she is being stabbed with a red hot burning knife. Her other arm supports her weight but the extreme pain has her elbow bent where her head almost touches the wooden floors. I am on the side of her, so I see her ghost-like hand fall out of her body along with half of her pure white soul.

It takes her some time to recover, this is when she starts to put the 2 souls together and treat them like clay. As she comes across pitch black rocks or black sharp glass, they are set off to the side. Once the light grey clay ball was completely out of the black objects she started to form 3 separate balls. 

The dream always stops there. I wake up in a cold sweat. I quickly get up out of my room that is in the basement and go to my brother's room on the main floor. His bedroom door is always open. He is already awake waiting for me with the blanket. For we share that dream at the same time. We wake up from it when it ends. Every single time. Ever since our 5th birthday. 

Rocket, our black pit-lab mix, climbs in bed with us. He must have heard me run up the stairs.

$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&$&

I wake up to being surrounded by my brother with his back to me and with all three dogs on the bed. I am on my side a bit over the edge of the bed. The only reason I don't fall off is because of Mimi. She is laying on top of my waist. I am cramped as fuck here on the damn twin bed. Me being cramped on a twin bed with my twin. I smile at the thought. I stand up and fix my tank top and shorts.

Mimi is a pit-bull poodle mix. She has all the physical traits of a pit-bull with poodle hair. She is brown, white and grey. I head to the kitchen to stretch my sore muscles. I look at the clock. It's 5. I am the first one up. Normally, I would be in my room in the basement fast asleep until I am told that they are leaving for work. Summer vacation started a week ago and my brother found 2 part time jobs to bring in extra money. The introvert that I am, refused to do that when mom asked me if I wanted to. It worked out because I could watch the house and keep thieves from getting in, plus take care of the doggies. Speaking of which, I unlock the back door, right next to the kitchen to let them out. They must have heard me do that since they are right by my legs. They all reach my knees. I slowly open the door as they race out. I don't want to fall down the basement stairs.

I start making everyone's daily dose of caffeine. I make coffee for mom and Kaiden. Then I make myself some hot green tea. I threw away the empty water bottles. I like coffee, too, but tea helps me after the nightmare. It gives me the sense that everything is fine. While I let my tea cool, I take mom's coffee to her and wake her up. Next twiny gets his. His short reddish brown hair is a mess from sleep. Sitting up, his hazel eyes meet my eyes before he takes the coffee cup. Now, I can sit and enjoy my caffeine and sugar in the living room.