"Lukas~"
"Lukas, where are you~?"
"You can't hide forever, Lukas~"
"Ehehehe~"
Running.
Sprinting.
Jumping.
Dodging.
A wide, green and yellow field. I remember this place. The cotton of my clothes flapping behind me as I run with my bow over my shoulder. A forest comes into my sight. Without hesitating, I dash into it. This place all too familiar, but where. Where am I? That familiar, sweet voice. Whose is it?
I trip. Rolling down the damp ground. Broken sticks and brier bushes cutting into my fair skin. I feel a warmth trickle down my face. Blood. I don't have time. Why don't I have time? I keep running. Barely seen branches whipping me in the face. I see faeries and brownies shooting past me. What am I running from? What are they running from?
I see a cliff. End of the line. I near the edge of the cliff and see a boat. Boat? Who's coming and why? I look down to see cut up legs that of a child. I'm a child again? I see the golden ribbon tied around my small leg. The tattered and dirtied-once white- cloth swaying gently around my knees.
"Lukas~"
I turn. A familiar face flashes in front of me.
"It's time to get up now."
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I bolt awake. Barely remembering my dream. I stay quiet hoping no one somehow miraculously heard me. Silence, silence, and more silence. Almost too much of it. I lean against the wall and collect my thoughts.
'Just what is going on with me?'
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When Will I See You Again.
FanfictionAfter being hit hard by the beginning of the apocalypse, Norge sets out to find his younger brother and the rest of the Nordics. His body weak and barely stable, he pushes himself through the hell that has covered the world. Will he make it to his b...
