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Essence of Lydia---> Chapter 6: Atticus' POV

There was day before I left to see my so called ‘lover’. I still can’t get used to saying that. I have a freaking lover. Although, it probably would’ve been cooler if no one would’ve told me that. It would’ve probably added a mysterious feel and not make me want to vomit knowing that I was just a day away from meeting this so called ‘girl of my dreams.’ She had better be worth it.

I’d also figured out that not only am I the Prince of Lydia, I’m also the Prince of the Underworld. So I guess I can control some kind of spirits. I haven’t really tested it though; I’m not even sure how to trigger such a thing. Do I just think it and then it’ll happen? I wonder whether this girl will have the same ability. Does she even know about me coming to see her in only a matter of a day? Should I stress about this? I mean, I guess this is pretty big. I wonder what prophecy we’re supposed to ‘fulfill’. All of this seems to all be bull shit to me anyway. I don’t even think I should go to this ‘other dimension’. It was already night time, which I cursed because that only meant it was closer to morning; closer to the day where I’d have to leave my home. I tried to calm all the erratic thoughts rampaging through my mind, but it just seemed impossible. Sighing, I took in my surroundings with surprise.

All the times I’d been in this forest, but I’d never once found this place before. It looked… dead. It was so different from the rest of the forest. What had happened here?!

I looked around a little more, and then I felt a tug. I ignored it, thinking that it wasn’t important, but then the tug became unbearable and my body moved without permission. What the hell?

Hey you… stupid body! Hey, I’m talking to you! Stop this instance! I yelled in my mind, but it was rebelling against me again. Screw you too! I shouted at it childishly.

It felt as if electricity was shooting through my veins as I seemed to be drawing near to the destination that my body had in mind.

3 rocks seemed to be placed below a tree, signifying something important. Crouching down, I looked more closely at them. Engraved, were 3 names for each rock. None of them seemed familiar, but my body seemed to want something; no… crave something from them. A shiver ran up my spine as the wind picked up speed, chilling me to the bone. It seemed as if a snowstorm were about to hit, but I knew better than that. My gut told me that this was my doing. Was this what Dev meant by control over Spirits? I thought curiously as the wind began to swirl, mainly centering itself around the 3 tombstones. What was happening?

Suddenly, icicles began rising off the graves, being lifted into the air, encircling me as if they were mine. I stared at the scene in front of me in awe. It was as breath-taking as the forest had been before I’d found this place full of dead everything. I was beginning to wonder how long this would take, but then everything went still; stopping as if time had come to a stop. I looked around, confused.

I was about to walked away from the scene in front of me until I saw 3 transparent figures begin to materialize. Whoa. That was the only word I could explain this as. They began walking towards me, trying to reach me. I stared at them as if they were my own creations and I was proud of them. Suddenly, it was as if something had blocked them out. They seemed to want to pass, but something had blocked them. They shouted, but no voice was heard except for my ragged breathing.

Then… they vanished.

Not knowing what else to do, I ran. It seemed to have taken a lot of energy out of me, I realized as my breaths came in short gasps.

When I finally made it back home, Dev was waiting for me. He seemed concerned when he saw me, until realization crossed his features and a hesitant smile stretched across his face.

The moment was completely ruined when light began to envelop the sky, turning it pink, orange and yellow. It would’ve been beautiful, had it not signaled that it was time to meet the ‘girl of my dreams’. Dev looked regretful, but he knew what he had to do.

“Go get your things Atticus, it’s time.” He announced boldly. I nodded, not knowing what else to do and then hurried off to get my belongings. My life was going to change after we got there, and I knew then, that it wouldn’t be easy like I’d had it here. Goodbye Tameris, hello Zinriah.