FANTASY

Tunnel of Souls

Clara opened her eyes wide open. She didn't know where she was. Then, her senses came back, she was on a swing.

Then she saw Angel he was leaned down, holding something in his grasp. She was horrified! It was herself, but that couldn't be, she was on the swing. She tried to run to Angel's side and tell him she was alive and not the person immobilized in his arms but she couldn't break free from the swing set.

Then, suddenly the swing lifted backwards sending her floating into the air. Now, she looked down and she could see her father and her dear prince, she pinched herself hoping she would wake up but it was no use. She started rising and rising into the galaxy, she was one with the stars, the earth lay below her, she passed through planets' rings, even a comet swooshed by her, she was bewildered.

She had never felt so weightless, she could see her life like the air and then as she almost crashed with an asteroid she closed her eyes. This time when she opened her eyes millions of little flashing spectacles glowed around her, but they weren't the stars.

Then her eyes were filled with flashing lights and stars, she felt like she was going through something. She was going through a tunnel, the tunnel of souls, she didn't know how she knew it was the tunnel of souls, and she just did, like it was a part of her already.

All at once whispers of air and dust filled the bright tunnel; she understood they were souls all around, floating like bright sparks of air.

For a moment... she thought she heard a voice, a voice that was not her own. A voice she had heard, soft and lovable, it could not be, once more she heard the voice, the voice she had longed to hear. It was her mother's. Well, the disembodied voice of her mother. "Clara." Her mother's voice in the tunnel said. Clara's eyes filled with tears, but not tears of sorrow they were of joy, for so long she had yearned for the soft embracive voice of her mother. Even though she wasn't physically with Clara, the voice of her mother filled her soul with glee.

Of a sudden, small sparks of light and a gust of wind came forth in front of Clara, who tried to stand in the vibrant tunnel. The figure of her mother formed itself from the sparks. Then Clara's eyes mystified as her mother floating in front of her. She could see her dark olive green eyes, staring upon her, and her auburn brown hair.

"Mother, is that you?" Clara cried out, in a sense of overwrought.

"I have missed you, my darling." Her mother said her voice breaking. "I cannot be here for long."

"Don't leave me mother." Clara said.
Her mother with a tear rolling from her face said. "You must know, you can't be up there too long."

"Mother don't leave me." Clara said, reaching to hug her mother, who then vanished into a thousand glowing lights.

"Be brave my daughter, love endlessly, choose with your mind and heart and know that, I will never leave you." A voice in the tunnel said. "I will always be with you."

All of a sudden, a screenplay of Clara's flashed before her eyes, every single event up to her fatal faint. She also saw moments to transpire in the future. In the blink of an eye her mind was full of rushing new ideas and thoughts and things she never knew of. But now she was coming to the end of the tunnel, a blinding light coming closer and then she was blinded.