I am alone or am I?

Chapter two: Two souls

Vun’s POV

I walked towards the fire place. Once again attempting to warm my cold hands.

Mellow was sitting near the window trying to keep cool and still, respecting his Master’s wishes. Mellow never understood where these strange feelings and needs come from when they overpower and lay claim to his Master’s collective and composed person. Tonight was no different, it was the 4th cycle of the sun making it the hottest season, yet his Master started shaking and shivering requesting a fire be built in the room and his cloak brought at once. It has been hours now and he was still cold, his teeth visibly shattering as he walked around trying to keep warm in vain.

He steps away from the fire in frustrations when it does not change his condition again.

I cannot get warm so why try? Where could she possibly be? She needs to get warm before she gets sick! For 5 years now I have had this connection with her. My only assurance that she lives. Her strong feelings and emotions override me at times like this when she is at her most vulnerable and weak. The elements have weakened her tonight and I cannot do anything about it!

Mellow quietly watched his master get more angry and frustrated as the feeling of helplessness roughly over-powers him.

A strong sense of relief washed over me like cool air. All of sudden reality hits me with a wave of heat. ‘Mellow! It is as hot as the Sun’s 12th cycle in here!’ Roared Master Vun as he shed his cloak and stormed out of the room to find a cool place.  

I need rest tonight, I hope imagines of my lost queen does not plague my dreams. Tomorrow my fleet air ships are expected at the inter-galaxy conference near Kloz’s plain. That was one place I was not going to lose my composure. I need to focus on my authority as the peace maker and stand against the threatening war. The reasoning behind this new hatred between the council member Lozi and the King of the Welzel planets are hidden. With a hidden agenda there is more players involved and I refuse for us to get dragged into another long war. This has been brewing awhile now and it will look insignificant to the last war that torn the 3 galaxies apart and lasted two generations. This war will not only destroy the two man, their planets and people but it will break down the inter-galaxy Council, bring down any law and peace we have built in the last millennia.

My father, a council elder and the King of the largest of the 3 galaxies is too weak to represent at the conference. My dear mother passed away 5 years ago from star dust poison she inhaled while on the 7th moon. Now my father slowly follows her, each day a part of him leaves. Star dust radiation is cancer to our planets. It is reminder of the last war when stars were blown up as a sign of victory, consequences never noted until now.

In the last millennia the Aque galaxies have been protected and shield by old magic and strong leadership. However with my father weakening, a war looming very near and my leadership questioned, as I have not been anointed, the shield is wavering.

My people trust me as second in command and lend me their spirits of power for tomorrow’s conference. I will declare our galaxy as no-war zone and conjure an ancient law of protection. This will not be accepted easily and without a challenge. Lozi will try and evoke the council laws of allegiance and demand the presence of my father, which I need to avoid. He will also request the command of my fleet of ships. I am the sole commander of the largest and most scientifically enhanced fleet of ships across all galaxies. The council has always argued that it is too dangerous and ill judgment for me to possess that ability and demanded they control it. 

I finally found an old room my mother use to use near the garden. It was cool and had a faint smell of my mother. I relax on the seat and through my head back, close my eyes and wait. I expend my senses and impatiently wait for her to appear. I needed her tonight more than ever. I needed her to be real.

Khad’s POV

My weakness was riding roughly across my body and mind tonight. I have felt weakness of the soul before but I was able to always push it aside and concentrate on other matters. It felt different tonight, it ached.

I stumbled into my bathroom to start my bedtime ritual. I striped away my layers, ran my bath water and added my scented oils. I slowly soaked in my tired body and relaxed. I sat there longer than intended allowing the warmth and the scents filling my senses and chase away the cold.

I jumped up from the now cold water, dried quickly and stepped into my white lace slip. I melted into my covers and closed my eyes, my mind on full alert. I patiently waited for him to appear.

For 5 years now my dark shadow has come to me at my most vulnerable times. Recently he has been appearing nightly.

My companion is not real flesh, he appears in a grey comforting shadow and fills me with warmth and compassion. The grey spirit enters my room and bed embracing me and sipping into my blood sending my emotions into a storm. Those first moments he appears I truly feel alive, I know I exist then.

I know he is not real and is a fictional character created by my mind to comfort my lonely aching soul. The power of the mind to comfort a dear friend and chase away depression and emptiness is endless.

Ever since he first appeared that fateful night I was locked out from my last foster home and slept in the street I have cherished his coming and even acted like I had a dark mysterious lover. I guess a girl can dream. I have never had a friend or a mother to talk to about some of the emotions he invokes in me.

Here he comes, slowly forming at the base of my bed. I feel a part of me float into the night, as I welcome my grey shadow. He feels agitated and restless tonight, almost unsure of something. Yes! I have also happened to invent feelings and emotions for my comforter.

He slowly approaches me and leans into my bed. He lies next to me and molds into my body. A strange cool sensation of musk and oak smells and electricity runs wild through my senses. I breathe deeply to bring him closer. My blood rises with a strong earth shattering passion and my heart beats chime like church bells. I inhale more of him and moan a sign of contentment and belonging. Mine. I fall asleep with the cool scents surrounding me with comfort and peace.

Vun’s POV

She came. I will her to be real and to be physical as my white mist surrounds and embraces me in my half dazed sleep. She smells of earth and fresh rain water. So sweet and tempting I ache for more. My body fights me as it screams in anguish for it needs to be fulfilled. But how when she is not real? She cloaks me like smoke, causing chaos and then smoothing me with the sensation of light rain. My breathing slows down and I wake up to find her gone. Feeling refreshed and content I fall asleep missing my white mist asking my mind why it torments me.