Not So Innocent (A Dark Fantasy Novel)

Attending Fate

A white world laid in front of Lexa's vision, encompassing everything that she could see. No sound, no sight, no feeling. There was nothing to the endlessly blank landscape. This was the way of this place, she had found in her hours here.

Or maybe it had been minutes. Or days. There was something about the infinite void of nothingness that made her lose that sense of time. Or anything, really.

Only white, as far as the eye could see.

Lexa gazed down at herself, finding a drab piece of cloth to have replaced her cloak. It was the the same blank appearance, tricking her mind into perceiving a hole within herself as the cloth faded to the background.

Or the foreground. Or north or west or to the nonexistent stars. Just as with her sense of time, her sense of direction had been snatched away from her.

"Hello?" She found herself surprised to be able to hear her own voice.

It echoed back to her, as if bouncing off the walls of a cavern.

Hello, Hello, Hello.

The echoes seemed like crawling whispers, each one with a singing voice of its own. They were a crescendo, growing louder and louder with each and every---

HELLO! HELLO! HELLO!

Her mind was engulfed by the sound of them-

Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello. Hello.

HELLO. HELLO. HELLO.

hello.

Silence.

Lexa removed the hands she had clamped against her ears, letting them down slowly with apprehension. The screams of the echoes still lingered, and her mind felt dazed.

She gazed around her, still only finding a blank horizon.

It seemed to be gone.

"Hello there."

Lexa swiveled, finding a young boy clad in white beneath her eyes. He seemed to have spawned out of this blank, for he was of its appearance. The platinum hair and the snow hinted skin made him nearly unseeable.

If not for those eyes. They were sapphire blue, the only color in this place shining brighter than any star. He watched her intently with those eyes, waiting.

"Who are you? Where am I?" Her questioning voice bounced off the walls that didn't seem to even exist.

He smirked, an expression to challenge even Bennie's mischief.

And then he disappeared. Once again she was left with only the depravity of nothingness to keep her company.

Where in the world could the little bastard have gone?

A voice sounded all around her, a echoing sound like the bellows of a god.

"You are in everywhere, and I am everywhere. For I am fate and fate is me."

The boy once again appeared, as if he had never left with that smirk of his.

Lexa recalled what some spoke about the god of fate. They said that it was the ruler of all of the gods, neither a he nor she, instead taking whatever form it fancied. Once, people said, the fate had ruled over the humans and not only the gods. But fate was a feeble mind, falling for a young human boy. They had fallen in love in little time at all. Demigod children ran around at their feet and they spent their lives under a shield of bliss and blind happiness.