Prologue - Resurrect.
Avery Delgado
The once beautiful flowers, my mom's favorite, stand dead. I raise my hand to the closest flower and feel the ribbons flow through my veins. The green ribbon shoots out from my wrist and tangle down my hand, before finding a home within the roots of the dead flower. The flower flourish again, and the petals expand its wings, to make way for a new day, a new age. I allow my hand to hover above all the dead flowers, and one by one they flourish again, beaming with beauty and life. They stand tall and proud, and I grin in excitement.
I can't wait for my mom to see the new life I've created. The life I've created for her favorite flowers.
She was so sad, when they all died, and now that I've resurrected them, she'll be so happy.
"Avery!" Maggie calls my name horrified, as she stares at me with an agape mouth and wide eyes.
"Yes?" I answer nervously, knowing I've been caught in the forbidden act.
"Avery" She scold, her hand on her hip. "You know you're not allowed to use your powers" she stares at me disapprovingly, but I see the underlying pity swimming in her green orbs.
I wince lightly, and look at her with a soft pout. "I just wanted to make mom happy"
She sighs deeply. "I understand honey, but your mom wouldn't be happy if she saw you using your powers. You know the rules"
"I know" I look down at the lively flowers, their new beauty not helping my dampened mood. My frown deep, as my excitement dim down to disappointment and sadness.
"If they ask, I'll tell them they flourished after some water and sunshine, hopefully they'll believe me" she says, trying her hardest to protect me from their scolding, as she always does.
Maggie is the cook and cleaner in the castle and has always looked after me. She's more like an aunt to me, and I care for her deeply, like I know she does for me. She doesn't like that I'm so restricted and keeps it a secret whenever she notices me using my powers.
"Thanks Maggie" I mumble quietly, before rising from my crouched position on the ground, and rushing past her to the entrance of the castle. I quickly make my way to my chamber, shutting the door upon entering, shielding me from prying eyes. I slide down the door, and hug my knees to my chest, feeling the familiar tears burning my eyes.
I sniffle once, before composing myself, and gathering my emotions within the walls I've build over the past year. My electric cerulean blue eyes lose their shine and become dull. No emotion shining through the orbs, and my features becomes emotionless, showing nothing. My mind gets blank, and I feel absolutely nothing, the cold seeping into every inch of skin, freezing me from within my veins.
Emotionless and cold.
That's how I cope through the agony, pain and imprisonment. My powers locked away for no one to see.
There was a time, when my powers flourished like the flowers I resurrected, but that was before control was a concept I couldn't grasp. They grew too fast and too strong, and I had no way of keeping up with them, and no one to show me the way to master control.
My powers haven't been seen very often, and beside my dad, only one other individual is still alive that possess the powers and the control.
An ancient woman, older than I can imagine, is said to live in the forest outside the East borders. She can teach me how to control it, but when she was brought up by the witch residing in the tower inside the castle, when my powers first showed sign of needing control management, my mom immediately went pale and was outraged by the mere thought of seeking help from the other empath that possesses the same powers as me.
Apparently, she wasn't a very pleasant person.
Most who have been gifted with my powers, are said to be evil and power hungry, and have either died in wars they've created or hunted down and slaughtered for their cruel ways.
I guess, my mom's fear for my powers and my safety is reasonable, even though it limits me, and cause me to feel like a prisoner in my own home.
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