Chapter 8

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I couldn't find anything in the library. Every mention of magic was only in fairy tales, all I got was that believing in magic is the key. Well I know it exists somehow, but if I have magic why can't I feel it.

I feel like I am being watched, it must be illusions. Maybe it's because of the three weird looking guys I noticed on my way out of the library that gave me the chills, or am i delusional.

Maynard's streets are very dark and empty as a small town at night you can rarely see someone in the street. It's too late Jenna must be freaking out. I heard my phone ringing; it's not in my pockets so I fished in my torn bag until I grabbed it. "Hello"

"Where have you been why haven't you answered my calls?" I pulled the phone away from my ear because Jenna was screaming.

"Sorry, there must have been no signal in the library. Don't worry I'll be back soon, I am on my way." I replied.

"Take care" Jenna said then she ended.

She must have freaked out; I have got to make it up to her. I still get the feeling that someone is watching me and I am scared to look behind me.

I walked home to fast that I my legs hurt. I sat with Jenna for a while and I felt pain throbbing in my neck exactly where my mark exists.

I grabbed a book and lay down on my bed; it was a cold but the blanket was sufficient. My eyelids where heavy but I refuse to sleep without reading, truth be told; as much as I wished to sleep I didn't want any more nightmares.

It was cold, so cold and dark, the trees are beautiful but the silence was scary. A cold breeze brushing my neck and feet, I think I am in the woods but I am not so sure about that for the only thing I could see is trees. I wanted to take a step forward maybe I'd know where I am, but I couldn't, my legs are tied together, actually I'm tied to a tree. But these aren't normal ropes I tried to tug on them but they were solid like I'm chained with iron but it doesn't feel like it. I concentrated a little and I realized that it is not a rope at all, those are tree branches. I tried to cut free but every time I fought the branches got stronger hold of me. My hands and legs are aching, I can feel goose bumps on my skin and I can't manage my breathing. I screamed a lot louder each time hoping that maybe, just maybe someone will hear my cry and help me escape from this tree, but my throat is burning and no one heard me, I am alone. I stayed for what felt like hours, I couldn't feel my limbs and I thought that I'll die tied to a tree.

I heard a noise, a hushed noise like two pieces of fabric brushing against each other then I could hear someone approaching me. My visitor stopped in front of me, I don't know if this visitor is a he or a she but I guessing from the broad shoulders and the stance that he was a male.

I've seen him before in a dream. Am I dreaming? It doesn't matter, it feels real. The man had the same clothes on with the same hood that prevented me from recognizing his features or even guessing who he might be and his glowing silver sword.

"Help me" I said

"No" he said curtly

"Who are you?!" was the only thing that felt appropriate to say.

He ignored me but said "Believe"

"What?!" I said

"The only one, who is to free you, is you." He nodded toward the tree branches but continued speaking "You know deep down that you are more than you think, Believe in yourself and you shall be free" he finished then left me, he left me tied to a tree.

I struggled to break its hold on me. But the trees grip on me grew stronger that I couldn't breathe; my ribs are being crushed and I can't breathe, I'm choking.

Then I wake up sweating on my bed with my book barely held in my hand, I had the feeling that my face is wet and I realized I'm crying. It was only a nightmare I comforted myself.

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