The world around us can be diverse in so many ways, but sometimes the most diverse way is a way we may never have known possible. And that is a secret that will soon be revealed as once it's been made known the world around you may never be the same...
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As the sun began to rise I simply sat there just watching the town come to life, slow but steadily the sound of the birds chirping in a nearby tree were drowned out but a couple of cars that drove by with the engines revving away.
Enjoying what was left of the peaceful morning I slipped in my beats headphones and started to listen to Katy Perry – Chain to the Rhythm whilst my legs swung over the edge of the balcony. Whilst leaning over my bag I grasped the sketch pad and pencil that lay atop the bag, flicking to the next available paper I notice that the pad was nearly full.
Making a mental note to get another pad, I just pushed that thought to the side and let my pencil do the walking whilst I enjoyed the morning sun, minutes became hours as the time tickled by and my music kept playing whilst the bell behind me rang stating that another hour had gone by. As my eyes wandered to the scenes below I saw that the town has become quite, cars were parked here and there, a couple were sat on a bench enjoying an ice cream whilst a mother and her child were running around in the nearby park.
'If only I knew where I came from', that thought had always troubled me it would probably by due to the fact that I never got know my parents as I was left on the door step of Mystic orphanage, but that is just a thought which will stay in my head, never to be answered.
Going back to my drawing I noticed something different about this drawing, something that looked almost familiar. A simple room toned with different levels of shading to enthersise the details of the brick work. Crates scattered across the floor which had cracks and chips showing the age whilst what really looked off was the fact that a girl stood in the middle of the room with her back towards me whilst a necklace lay suspended within the air.
Studying the sketch closer I was shocked to find that the girl was dressed like me, mid back length hair; a tank top with draping cardigan whilst the skinny jeans showing off the curves and toning of the leg muscles topping it off with full length laced knew high boots. "How is that even possible?" as the question rolled off of my tongue I started to panic that something is wrong.
"Sophia. Sophia" a voice trailed through the air, dancing into my ears
"Who said that?" stupid as who would even answer that question. I though as I said those words
"My dear, a time has finally arrived. Answers wait to be sought, the sketch is just a start.""Who are you?"
"All will be revealed, a room below your feet. Now that's what you seek."
"What do you even mean?"
"A keeper's keep is what you seek?"
"Just stop answering in riddles, what do you mean?"
"My time is drawing to a close, if answer are what you seek then come to the keep below your feet. Where we shall meet." The voice trailed off as the air became silent once again apart from the often sound of a nearby car driving along the road.
Sitting there in shock I just started to process all that just occurred. First the strange sketch, secondly the voice. 'What on earth is happening to me?' deciding if my life is ever going to go back to being normal again then I might as well see what is so important about the keep, the only question is how I get down there.
As if somebody had heard me a sudden shaking occurred across the clock tower, but strangely I was the only one to feel it, looking around the tower I noticed a passage that wasn't strange or creepy on its own or the fact that I was floating in the air, but the fact that a sign located to the side of it said, "If the keep is what you seek, then a keeper must know where to seek. Travel this way."
"ARRH, can people stop with all these riddles and rhymes!!!" I shouted as I ventured closer to the passage.
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~ Chapter Question ~
Q8) Who do you think this mysterious voice in the air that Sophia is hearing belongs to?
This answer will be given in next filler chapter, then have further elaboration in chapter 10
