Song of the Chapter: Breathe (In the Air) - Pink Floyd "You can always tell what is real or what is not by looking at the windows of the soul, the eyes themselves."
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A BURNING WHITE LIGHT DANCED Upon the thin skin of Louis' eyelids, it's heated, illuminating, warmth teasing the fragile layer. The immediate instinct was to shut his eyes tighter, attempting to make the illusion of a darker place, but it had seemed as though the light remained constant no matter what.
The thermal power of the light suddenly caused the younger boy to open his eyes, and immediately cringe at the scintillating space surrounding him. His blue eyes struck a flash of grey and he yelled out in pain once a ring of scorching white light hit directly on his pupil.
Louis felt an odd tingling sensation on the back of his neck, as though someone was running through with it with a gel. The omega scrunched his eyes up as he saw the white light become dimmer,
And dimmer,
And dimmer,
Until suddenly it turned a yellow illusion, and Louis felt concrete below him.
All at once, he heard various kinds of footsteps and men on horses, trudging along by his side, paying Louis no mind at all. As though he wasn't even there. As though he didn't exist.
His vision was still fuzzy, but it was clear enough to see that the yellow hazed light above him was the source of the sunshine beating upon his skin, fresh hair hitting his nose as a reminder that he is indeed somewhere on the outside world.
Louis stands up, bewildered and dumbfounded, taking in the unfamiliar landscape until he realizes that it looks like the village he had strode last in the Highlands once he was entering the castle.
Shops, markets, bazaars, and stands scatter at every corner, making it impossible to miss them. It seemed as though no one even cared to acknowledge the fact that there was an omega laying unconscious on the cobblestone ground.
The castle was right in front of him as Louis looked with his hands shading his eyes from the unforgiving sun. It seemed so far away, so distant from where he was standing.
And the omega didn't even recall escaping.
"A-ah!" Louis gasped out once the tingling from the back of his neck turned to a harsh stabbing feeling, as though someone has just gashed his skin open with a knife and turned the blade.
His hand immediately flew at the point, tearing his eyes away from the castle. But before Louis could tend to his excruciating bruise, he turned and became face to face with a smiling woman.
