Season Wielders

| Chapter 2 |

| November 7, 2018 |

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| Chapter 2 |

I remember sitting under the large oak tree in our backyard, the only place-- besides the inside-- I could roam through, a few months after my sixteenth birthday. The book my grandmother had given me turned out to be a book of prophecies. Why she gave it to me, I wasn't too sure. Although I did find it fascinating.

All the prophecies I've read so far were all made by one person. The Mysterious One.

When I had asked my grandmother why the person was named that, she simply shrugged and told me it might've been that no one had ever seen this person before. That maybe they just spoke to them. Mysterious indeed. No one even knew if it was a male or female.

I had read through all of the prophecies and found another thing that was fascinating. The last prophecy had ended and yet there were several pages blank after it. As if it were waiting to be filled with new prophecies.

I flipped through several more pages before groaning and closing the book. I leaned my head back against the tree and closed my eyes, feeling the cool wind.

It was a month after winter started, but like the past sixteen years, it was a warm one. It could be mistaken for fall. I never understood why. Why was this state so different? Why couldn't we have a cold winter?

If only this world were like the prophecies of this book, I thought as I opened my eyes and skimmed my fingers over the cover. I felt the slight rise and fall of bumps on the cover and softly smiled. The familiarity of it was comforting.

In fact, my whole life was comfortable. A little lonely at times, but comforting nevertheless. I had a loving mother, a grandmother who wanted my well-being-- if her strictness was anything to go by-- a warm home, food and water...the list could go on!

Yeah, my dad might not be in the picture. Yeah, my mom might be busy trying to run our family inn online. Yeah, I might hole in myself when everyone is busy. But ultimately, I'm loved and comfortable. This book was just another factor.

As I began to stand up, ready to go inside, an exceptionally strong wind blew by. I tugged my sweater closer to me and looked up at the sky. It was cloudy and I watched as the clouds rolled by.

A sudden shadow swept across the sky at that moment. I blinked, unsure of what I saw. Was it a bird? No. Too big for one. Another creature? But what other creature could fly that was that big?

I narrowed my eyes as leaves rained down on me. It was probably my imagination. I shook my head and held the book closer to me before turning around and walking inside, but not before sensing eyes behind me back.

I closed the door and locked it, not wanting to alarm anyone about anything that could've been my imagination. But a woman's intuition was usually right, wasn't it? And even though I thought it was my imagination, I couldn't shake the feeling that it wasn't. I was being watched.

But by who, and why? I should report this to my mother but if it turns out to be my imagination, I would have worried her for nothing.

But if it isn't, the other part of my brain mentioned. If it isn't, you're not safe.

Yeah well, let's just see how this plays out. I'll put it to the test, I concluded.

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Days passed yet nothing out of the ordinary happened. That one incident in the yard never repeated itself.

So it was my imagination after all, I thought as I gazed out my bedroom window. The leaves were all on the ground, ready to be raked up.

It was February and yet no snow. I should have been used to it but I wasn't. I always felt like I was a winter girl, not just because my birthday was in winter, but because of something I didn't quite get or understand.

I sighed and stared out my window. It was raining hard so I couldn't curl underneath the tree today. A bit depressing really. It was like my safe haven in the midst of stillness inside. At least I'd be able to hear the sounds of nature around me and feel it under and around me.

As I lay curled in the warmth of my bed, the sound of the rain pelting my window and the overall peaceful air around me, I found myself drifting off to sleep.

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Kind of a short and uneventful chapter, I know. But I can't quite rush into anything now, can I? ;) We gotta let it build up haha. 

I do hope you enjoyed this chapter though. I promise next chapter will have more action to it so stick around and leave votes and comments if you like where this story is headed so far ^.^