Whispers of The Forgotten

Chapter 23 Whispers of The Forgotten

"Whispers of the Forgotten?"

Lucas looked back up again and started towards the edge of the void. His footsteps didn't even make a sound with the harsh whispers storming in the air. "Remember when I told you that if you stayed here too long, that you would be lost forever?"

My mind had been blurred these past few months. I mean who could blame me? It's not everyday you get told that you're supposed to be this fierce Goddess. Did I mention that I've lived way longer than 17 years too? Yea, life sucks. And I had to search deep in my mind to remember what he said.

It was when I just figured out I was a Goddess. We stood in Lucas' kitchen bit holding frying pans. I was trying to make him knock me out so I could get here. His eyes were full of disbelief of how crazy I was. "There's only so much time before you're lost forever.'" The words echoed distantly through my mind.

I shook out of the memory and looked back at Lucas. He was teetering on the edge now, looking down. "Bleakly," I said coming up behind him. The muscles in his back tensed when I got to him. Lucas was very quiet which made the whispers even louder. Finally he spoke, "That's what these people are. They couldn't find their way back to themselves. So now they are lost, and forever forgotten from everyone, from earth. They are stray souls. And all they can do is whisper for someone to save them, but no one can." Then he pointed into the void to the red ones, "And the Guiders? They've been lost the longest. They are the older ones, so they have to show people who dare visit The Inbetween the way. They know what it's like to be lost, and they don't wish that upon anyone else."

My gut twisted. Maybe I should've studied about how to navigate this world. My mother would die without me. Never would I want her to face something so heartbreaking.

Lucas will still on the edge. His head of black hair hung down towards the blackness. The tiny souls made a light breeze ruffle his hair. Suddenly he turned around towards me with tears in his eyes. His hands clamped on both sides of my face. "Krylan is gone. Do you hear me? He's gone! My brother is lost forever out there. What am I going to do?" Tears rapidly fell down his face and onto the ground.

I felt Lucas giving up. His body became heavy and leaning. Soon we were on the ground, both crumpled to our knees as the souls gathered around to watch. My hands threaded through his hair as I tried to soothe him. Violent tremors racked his body. Never did he bring his eyes up to face me. "I've lost both of you now. I'm alone," he mumbled into my shirt. "I'm alone, I'm alone, I'm alone," he whispered over and over.

"Hey," I said as I pulled his face up, "Listen to me Lucas, and listen to me carefully." Finally his eyes locked with mine. Vicious red spots marked his cheeks from rubbing his face. Those colorful eyes of his were puffy and shining with sadness. "You're not alone," I said, shaking my head. Tears rolled down my face. "I'm right here. And I swear, even if I have to die to get your brother back, I will. He's not gone, Lucas. We can save him. Us together. I can't do this alone."

No more tears were shed. He just stared blankly into my eyes. I felt like he was examining my soul. Or maybe he just didn't believe what I said. A limp hand traced down the right side of my face, "I hate that I can't read your mind right now."

My heart thudded against his chest. It was rapid and frenzied. Nothing was under my control anymore. The earth controlled my limbs and my mind and heart. So what I said next came as a total shock to me. "Do you really need to read my mind for what happens next?"

A small grin lit up his watery eyes as he slowly stood up and pulled me with him. Gently he place his hands on both sides of my head and closed the space.

His lips on mine were an explosion of things.

Happiness.

Longing.