"She knew how to silence her words but not how to shush her raging emotions, her blabbering mind, her pounding heart, and her yearning soul."
– Winter_Carols.
Sapphira's POV:
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My consciousness came alive upon hearing the sonorous cadence of the chirping birds and the humming melodies echoing distantly through the forest woods.
An involuntary smile danced on my lips as I relished in the wonderful feeling of waking up to nature's symphony instead of the buzzing noise of the city traffic. I snuggled my head deeper into my pillow to sleep a bit longer but the tiny sparks of sunshine glinting through my curtain walls were having none of it. I slightly stretched my arms as if welcoming the warm rays of sunshine.
I was preparing for an enchanting embrace from the raw and wild resonances but what greeted me was a feeling of slight pain shooting through my shoulder blades and my eyes fluttered open as I hissed in pain. I thought about it a moment and tried to move to a sitting position. Soon, a numbing pain scorched my toe muscles which made my eyebrows crease in discomfort. When I removed my comforter, there was nothing squeezing my toes that could contribute to my pain and I realised even my calf muscles were tight and sore. Strange. It wasn't like I had run a marathon yesterday nigh- WAIT!!
Running. Wolves. Dark Forest. Raindrops. Fireflies! My eyes widened and a strangled gasp escaped my sore throat.
OH GOD!!! Fireflies, NO! scratch that. Wolves EYES. How stupid can I get! Yesterday night's escapades came rushing into my mind. My face started to go numb just by recalling the wolves chasing me. The wolves in the forest and the one which was an INCH away from my face that caused me to scream and lose my consciousness! I never in my wildest dreams thought that my death would come that close to me. My eyes closed shut to regain some strength and opened once again to glance before me. I am alive and breathing and in my bed, in a clean blue satin night dress. Blue? Wasn't I wearing a white night dress? OKAY. How am I here? Last time I remembered, I was supposed to be in the forest surrounded by wolves or by now, in their stomachs. Where are the wolves? Not that I am really interested in their presence.
Don't panic Sapphira. Just don't and think. I kept telling myself the same lines repeatedly.
Am I dead or what? How on earth am I in my bedroom and in my bed? However, my mind kept replaying the wolves chasing me again and again. In my haze of tension and turmoil, I didn't acknowledge the presence of someone talking to me. The body pains subsided a bit and I sat in an upright position on my bed.
"Sapphira!" Maria raised her tone of voice as if trying to get me out of my stupor. Finally, I looked at her as if eyeing her for the first time.
"Maria, you can see me, right? I am really, in my bedroom and in my bed and you are here to greet me a good morning? You are real?" I blabbered in one go.
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