Naturesse (book 1 of the (supposed) Evealutions trilogy)

chapter 8

Chapter Eight:

Her Nightmare

Damian

While the lights and wakefulness were erased from my carriers senses, her mind was no less in its working. Images, so fast they were just a blur to my eyes sped past, sounds, mingled from day-to-day life to things that can only be described as something from a nightmare. Sensations, truly alien and new were all thrust at me. The nightmares like images and sounds were by far the worst though.

Shadowy figures fled from side to side, whispering fingers reaching out to seemingly, stroke a cheek, then as soon as they were close, lunged and tried to tear into your flesh, once soft fingers turned to ice.

More than once her slumber weakened, and her eyes opened ever so slightly, but I doubted she noticed. It was odd being inside of her, and I was still no where near getting accustomed to it. Half a day must have passed in her memory, but I had no idea what the time would be back in my world, the one that made sense, the one that spoke the same language as me. The world that we shared space with, with these demon like things. Two different worlds on one planet, how was it possible.

But how much time had passed in my half – my world? Half an hour? Two hours? Half a day? A full day? There was no way of telling, really.

Eventually, the dreams changed, into something that seemed, maybe not so bad.

She was walking through a set of dense bush. Golden sunlight filtered through the canopies ahead. Birds twittered, a stream gurgled peacefully. She felt purposeful, she knew where she was going, if not sure what she would see there.

The woods soon cleared, and soft grass bloomed out underfoot.

In the clearing were a collection of Naturesse, some I had seen before from her day, others I didn't, but she obviously knew all of them.

Other wise they wouldn't be in her dream.

That was in her memory.

That I was watching. And feeling. And smelling. And hearing.

My brain felt like it would melt under the pressure of just trying to understand how that it was possible for me to be feeling those odd sensations that weren't mine, to simply trying to understand what was happening in her memory.

'Yah made it!' sang one of the assembled Naturesse, red hair even more so in the odd yellow light. What was her name? Macey, that was it.

The way the Council explained things, you never thought that the Naturesse demons had names. It just seemed fitting that they would... not ?

My brain was about to melt from the reverse of everything I knew forced upon me. Macey started talking again.

'Glad yah could!'

My carrier grinned back, feeling her lips push up in a common gesture reserved for her, her best friend in the whole world, ahead of the one other who possibly could have a chance of being the best...

'Hey Thalie,' grinned the midnight girl, eyes and teeth like something other worldly.

'Lexie!' she beamed back, forgetting everything with Kale. 'Hi!'

'Well look who slept in 'gain,' came the gently taunting voice of another.

'Benji!' she laughed, locking eyes with him. They both grinned.

'Yah know I'm kiddin', right?' he asked smiling abashedly.

'I know yah tah well for there tah be any misunderstandin's,' my carrier laughed back, barely holding in her new found joy. Where did that joy come from anyway?