Beyond The War Dreams

Aldric

I take a deep breath and manage to calm my nerves down. I smile and take a seat as my fellow peers turned to see the sudden noise. Everyone seems very on edge, I don't blame them. The city can be a very intimidating place for people who've lived in a towns all their lives. I take a seat next to a woman, her shiny black hair and very dramatic makeup caught my eye.  Her perfect fair skin cared for, she glanced at me. At that moment I was hit with so many feelings out of nowhere. Doubt, dread, fear, and anxiety. What the hell was I doing here. I cant remember why I got on this train. All I know is that I wanted to go home at this moment, but it's too late. I realized that I was still looking at the woman so I quickly looked away and avoid eye contact with anyone else. I put my head in my hands and regret everything I left behind. My friends and family all said their goodbyes to me yesterday. I can remember all of their smiles and the laughs we shared one last time before I had to leave on this stupid trip. 

No, this isn't stupid. I'm doing this because they need me. They depend on me and they're waiting for me to come back from this stupid war. I know I can do this. I lightly slapped my face and take a deep breath to relax my muscles in my brain, my neck, and my body. I don't know why I got so negative about this out of nowhere, but I managed to calm myself once again and decided to nap on the train ride. I closed my eyes and tried to rest. I'm sure I would need it since this will probably be the last time I get to sleep peacefully like this. Then it happened again. That dream. I've had that dream for about three days in a row now. Is it a vision? Is it a gift? Or is it just my brain thinking back to a movie I once saw. Then again it didn't really make sense. So much destruction and violence out of nowhere. I opened my eyes and thought for a moment before looking out the window. I was in awe from what I saw despite the time of war we were in. The view was phenomenal, filled with greenery and trees. I felt relieved to see that some places were still untouched by the war. The train passes through a tunnel and my fellow passengers stood up smiling and started cheering. What were they so happy about. I looked out the window and saw the a shining city, Aldric. The brilliant lights and buildings from the city filled me with hope and excitement. I clenched my bags closer to myself when I finally saw the giant and noticeable city hall.

As the train passes through another tunnel the humming of the train finally quiets down and the it stops smoothly.  Everyone stands up, exits the train quickly, and scatters off to where they need to go. I recognize some and see that they're going to the base where I'm supposed to be. I gather my belongings and step off the train.

Desamonda: (I'm actually here. I cant believe it.)

I pick up the pace with the other passengers and I ask where the army base/recruitment building was. Everyone brushed me off and ignored my questions. A woman, who overheard me, pointed to a dark dingy place. The woman with dark hair was going there and for some reason her presence still scared me and sent chills throughout my body. I opened my satchel and checked my uniform. I quickly looked around for a clothes store where I could change into my uniform. Once inside I went to the changing stalls, pulled a curtain across and changed there. Other girls noticed what I was doing and started following my lead. Eventually they got impatient and started to push their way in and squeeze behind the curtain so I dressed as fast as I could, nearly getting knocked over. I quickly went over to the recruitment center/ treatment building, scanned my military issued ID and went to go report to the recruitment officer. Before I could ask for directions, the courtyard filled with screams and panic. I look around and see a commotion on the other side of the courtyard. A boy runs out of the hospital wing with nurses chasing after him. They begin to scream and yell at him to come back. While holding a satchel, he yells something back to them in a language I've never heard before. I try to get as close as possible to help, but then he locks himself in a room. He didn't look sick nor did he act hurt. So why was he here and causing trouble? This part of the center was for soldiers who got injured or severely sick in the war.