INFERNO the curse of the phenix

INFERNO

-Have you ever thought how are you going to die?

Well, I have, I have seen it.

Every time I close my eyes, the sweet rem state plagued by dreams of demise, they change from time to time, the scenery, the year I am in but there is one that repeats itself like a sick loop from a song in the radio that you cannot escape from.

It always starts the same, the air is thick, tall pine trees surrounding me, I can feel the moist dirt under my bare feet foreshadowing what it's to come.

My breath is labored from running behind a young woman, a friend a lover? I can never know for certain, a heavy dress from another century covers my body, I can remember the color it was green.

I always feel the light sprinkle of a rain, the air is humid as if it was spring.

I'm running away from a group of angry people, I scream to the young woman

-HIDE ROSE HIDE AND RUN.

I turn around looking to see if I am safe and then the atmosphere changes, everything happens in slow motion and I cannot do anything to stop it.

The deafening silence of death and a single sharp arrow cutting through the air like an unwelcomed messenger.

Piercing my chest straight to my heart, the crimson blood dripping into my hand and staining my dress, forcing me to my knees, begging for a final gasp of breath before choking with my own blood, and as I lay in the cold ground the knowledge of the universe comes to me as final salute to an old friend in the shape of a shooting star...

And just like that I wake up with the strange sensation of feeling the pain of a wound that only happened in a dream, the burning sensation feeling my lungs and throat.

I always consider myself a strange and unusual individual.

Death a beginning to an end, something the regular person views as unfamiliar something that could not be the case for me.

Maybe because I always felt it around me, from the death of a plant to the coincidental death of a person after expressing concern for them.

You are probably wondering why such morbid questions to make to a total stranger, well you are the one who picked the book don't look at me like that, I am just telling the story, allow me to introduce myself. I am Charlotte Blackwood and this is the story of my lives.