The Moon Goddess

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

My eyes fly open as all I could do was cough. Coughing out the vile water in my lungs, I sit up in my dress, looking at the sky. The dawn of the sunrise was casting an eerie orange-red across the sky, and I realise that it has only been a few hours since I've left.

What a weird dream, I think. I see my drawing book on the shore of the lake, and I reach to get it. My pencil is gone, stupid man, why would he try to drown me? I can't believe him!

I stand up and suddenly feel sick. My legs buckle and bile rises in my throat and I throw up. The toxins were acid to my mouth, and I was shaking. I sat there for a while, just to make sure I was alright before I picked my book up and started walking.

The taste in my mouth was horrible, and I had know idea how to get back to town. I was sure it was this way, but I'm not sure. I feel the urge to run suddenly, and I dash. The wind in my hair was whipping through hair and face, and my legs were covering ground easily. I wasn't tired at all, and I just loved the speed. The trees, the bush, the wild. It felt home to me, but home was with people. It was back in London.

After running what seemed like a few minutes, I had realised that when I got to the park, in reality I had run to the lake in over ten minutes. How could that be? How come I got chased and ran with all my might to the lake but I was slow. But now after drowning and having that weird dream, it felt like I was running at forty miles per hour. Maybe I wasn't, maybe I was running the same spped and my mind had distorted how fast I was going.

I decided not to let it worry, and continue through the park. The sunrise had just gone over, and the sun was a quarter the way through the sky.

I'd better hurry, and so I took off running again. The streets and people were a blur as I zipped through them, but since it was early in the morning and a very cold moring I must add, there weren't many people around. I somehow felt that it was best they don't see a lady running in a torn, wet dress.

I finally make it home. I stopped, still without breath. Maybe holding my breath under water and drowning and expanded my lung capacity? But even I know, that's just near impossible for me. I was about to knock on the door, when I halted. What am I thinking? Here I am, going to knock on the door early in the moring, after being missing for an entire night? I am a stupid child!

Instead of knocking and waking mother up, I sneak over to the side of my house. It was double story, and from my window held a vertical vine garden. I decided to scale that, and it only took a matter of seconds before I did, and since I always forget to lock my window I opened it with surprising ease. I slip with an unnatural grace.

I look for signs that mother has heard me from the room next door, but luckily I didn't think she did. I through my book on my bed, and strip off. I changed into dry clothes, including my lovely silk nightgown.

I put my book on my bed,and crawl under the sheets. I left the wondow open so I shut that, and crawled under the covers again. Waiting in the darkness, I could help but recall the strange dream I had. The fact that these superiors had made me the Moon Goddess, who strangely made a species of Werewolf. What the heck is a Werewolf anyway? I know from my dream that it was a man or women that could transform into a Wolf the size of a grown man. Then there was Serena, the girl with beautiful grey eyes and blonde hair, the Vampire.

I don't know if it was all a dream, but something in my gut tells me she is a real person, just not a Vampire. Me a Werewolf, whatever that was, was crazy talk. I can't believe I had a dream like that, and the men that chased me, with their fangs. Please, I must have hallucinated that at the very last minute. I smile at the thought of them sucking my blood; Vampire's are so not real. Serena though, might be a real person.

I start to close my eyes, and the images start playing in my head. My picture of the Wolf I drew was in it, except I came out of the shadows. Then the unthinkable happens, I transform into a Wolf, my fur the colour of my hair.

Did this dream, I thought, become reality?