Forgotten

Keep Going

It's been a few minutes and I still stand facing the darkness that calls my name. I want to leave. There's nothing here for me.

What would Samael say?
Would he come to me if I leave?
Is he even real?

All these thoughts running through my head the thought that I could leave and not have a worry, I want this. I do.

My legs start running and before I know it I'm consumed into the darkness. The wind is flowing through my hair and my white gown is getting torn and dark from the mud. I keep running dodging branches as I flow like the wind.

"Mon amour." I hear echoing throughout the whistling trees.
I keep going.

"Mon amour." I hear getting louder. I keep going.

"Stop please."

I don't want this!
I keep going.

I reach a clearing that is full of light.
There are flowers of all colors and the sun is so warm and bright. It's the first time I've been in the light.

The clearing looks similar to the one in my dreams. Only bright. And real.
I want to keep running. I'm not crazy. I want to stop the madness. None of it is real. Just keep going.

How do you run from what's inside your head?

I kneel down onto the grassy pasture and bury my face in my hands and let the water works flow.

I feel so lost. So torn. I want my own freedom and not in that scary dull place that I refuse to let hold me down.

I keep crying my vision getting blurry and I look at the grass and see nothing but smudges of green.

Finally I let out a scream that i couldn't hold in anymore and almost scared me

"SAMAEL!" I now my head back into the grass and drift off to a sad and stuffy sleep.

***
"Samael, please. Help me." I say sitting in my same spot. The moon so bright over my head.

He doesn't come.

"Please Samael. I need to know that your not just in my head and that I'm not crazy."

Nothing.

I get off the ground and look around. Again I let out a loud and excruciatingly painful screen that echoes throughout the trees.

"SAMAEL!" I say hearing the echo of my broken voice travel through the winds.

I start hearing a rumbling noise and feel the ground tremble from under me. I start running out of the passing and into the darkness of the trees. The earth rumbling and shaking from under my bare feet.

Samael is no where to be seen as I dash through the unending forest. I've lost him.

I keep going.

Hearing my words in my ears.

"Keep going." I say to myself my breath escaping as if I don't have enough.

The trees and trembling as is the ground like an earthquake. I keep running until I see a bright white like in front of me.

Come

I hear the words in my mind. The voice sounds sincere. And at the same time calm given the hell that's unleashing out here.

I close my eyes and walk into the bright light that then consumes me.
***
The sounds of leaves rustling fades to a stop and the ground is no longer shaking.
I keep my eyes closed for the brightness makes my eyes sting.

Your very brave. But do not be scared.

I hear the voice that had told me to come. It's a feminine voice so sweet and innocent.

You can open your eyes.

Despite the slight sting I allow my eyes to flutter open. As they adjust I see that I'm no longer in the forest and the forest is out of sight. All around is whiteness. As I look around i see a misty blue hovering about the ground.

"Where am I?" I say.

You are in the soul of yourself.

A figure emerges from the mist and as it gets closer it get cleared. I see a woman with dark tan skin. She has beautiful dark hair that's so long and curly I've never seen before. As she gets closer my eyes widen as I see her eyes are a purple color.

"Your eyes."

She smiles. As you can see, our eyes have the same contrast.

"Why?" I say. "And why are we here?" I look around.

Because your lost. You don't know where to go or who to be.

I look at the woman, our eyes almost drawn to each other.

"Why are you here?" I ask.

I see your soul is so bright and white. She says looking around

She speaks but not with her mouth. More like her thoughts are connected to me in a way I can read them.

But this misty blue color, it shows there's some power of a sort. A history. Your history being protected.

"Protected from me or for me?"

Both. You are more dangerous to yourself than anyone else is. Knowing your past means breaking a bond with your soul. You can't just know your past, you need to remember it. Remember everything and you will see.

"Why are you here?"

Our eyes are more than just similar. They are connected. They share the same spirit.

"How is that possible?"

Your soul is shared, with me. I am the known as one of the spirit people. I have been put in your soul by a power bright type of power. The power of an angel.

"Why would an angel have you here? Do all people have one of you?" I ask confused.

No darling. You are the only one. You see the blue mist?

She wraps her arm around my shoulder and uses her other hand to place my attention on the mist.

This means your being reincarnated. In other words, your soul and spirit are being protected by an angels power but not only that, your have never fully died. Only to the brink of death. Then you are reincarnated into another time but at the same age you were.

"How do you know all of this?"

I've been living in your soul for as long as I can remember. And we have had this discussion more than once.

"More than once?"

I feel tears start to emerge in my eyes at the thought that I have felt this way before but not knowing it.

You've lived for over 800 years.