Hidden Magic

The Door Of Misfortune

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I stared into a forest of fog, it's smoke layered the ground and seem to grow hands at anything it could reach bringing it under it's deadly grasp.

My breathing hitched.

I fell asleep. It was the only logical reasoning why this would be happening. These dreams appear like ghosts.

Before I can try to move back i'm pushed through the door. I stumble and turn to go back through but the door slams in my face barely missing my fingers.

"Oh this is so not happening!" I yell out. My voice echoing in the quiet forest. With more observation I notice that I hear no animals. Only silence meets my ears.

I really don't have the best feeling about this. Specially after... last time.

I turn away from the door, using all my will power to not shake it. The light painted wood looks odd and whimsical as it sits snugly between two trees. Branches hug around it's frame holding it in place. Sighing I walk away heading straight.

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I' ve been walking for hours. What was once a dark sky is now brighter through the trees as the fog drifted away from the ground.

Thank god.

My feet hurt from hitting them on rocks hidden under that stupid thick fog. But as I walk nothing seems to change. Same trees, same ground.

I grumble.

I'm hungry and tired, and just want to wake up from this stupid dream but as time passes I have a feeling this may not be a dream after all. Which doesn't sit well in my stomach. I try not to think about if for it makes me nauseous.

As I walk the trees thin out as a monstrosity stands in front of me. A temple made of stone covered in moss and ivy, ten stories high lays before me. It has beautifully carved patterns of swirls and letters that I can't make out.

I don't think their English.

I marvel at the master piece of ancient glory.

Steps lead up to an entry, at beautifully crafted columns stand with animals of mystery are carved with in the stone. Slowly walking up the steps I feel the engravings on my feet, a almost shock being sent through my body giving me a new hum of energy.

I stand before the entry blackness meets my eyes. I peer in but can't make a single image out. So I do the only logical thing.

I yell out a "hello."

Light burst to life along the walls. Torches burn with fire crackling and leading farther into a maze. I look around looking for people.

Not a single soul.

Taking a deep breath I start walking into the temple.

What I thought would give me a fearful and creeping feeling of walking through an empty place such as this, doesn't. I oddly feel at home. Calm and collected in a way.

"Amelia." a soft voice whispers loving.

I shiver.

Please not creepy whispers again.

taking a deep breath, I follow the voice.

The hall soon leads to a giant open room with paintings above. While colms lead up with flowers of all sorts that i've never seen before. From dark rich purples to vibrant yellows.

At the end of the room are steps leading to a throne. I feel as if this has been taken right out of hollywood.

A woman sits, in a long flowing golden dress. Ruby stones dripping off of it like honey. Her eyes glow a dark violet, while long black raven silky hair reaches her waist flowing in waves. She's beautiful but also familiar.

She makes a "come here" motion with a delicate hand adorned with jewelry.

I turn to look behind me.

No ones there.

I turn back.

"Oh you mean me." I point to myself.

The woman giggles and nods.

Well that's embarrassing.

I walk to the steps and stand before her.

"Closer child, I will not hurt you." Her voice chimes softy amusement layers it thickly.

Glad someone finds this funny.

I obey, walking so i'm only a few feet away from the goddess before me.

What the woman is literally what you read about in fairytales.

"I'm glad to finally meet the one destined to end the war of good and evil forever. Tell me young one, what is your name." she smiles at me like a loving mother. As if i'm talking about my latest crush.

"Amelia?" I try to sound confident but it comes out as a question instead.

She laughs.

"No reason to be shy child. I was like you once. I know the pressure that weighs on your shoulders. Such responsibility is only given to the strongest heart and soul, as power is passed on through souls only becoming greater as time goes by but also with greater power comes strength that needs control. Remember this you may feel lost within but you must no matter what control it, maybe then you will live through the dark days ahead." She sighs and studies me.

Confusion fogs my head making my stomach flip. I'm going to die. For people I don't know. For a world I was never part of. In a way this doesn't seem fair.

"Don't fret we will guide you when your in need but i'm afraid that is all the help we can lend. For the rest is up to you child. I also know you are scared but your not alone. But sadly we don't have much time before your friends worry and we don't have enough time until He comes. The storm is coming in quick child, let's hope your ready when the time comes. Pray to the gods you are." She stands her gown flowing like liquid over her curves.

She strokes my face like I'm made of glass.

"Your the face all will remember and idole, you will be perfect. Now at first you will feel out of control this power may hurt." her voice is hushed but send alarms through my body.

Pain?

Power?

More?

What!

Before I can step away from her touch a blinding violet surrounds us hitting me square in the chest. Pressure so intense makes me drop to my knees. Almost as if an elephant is sitting squashing my lungs, heart, bones, everything hurts.

I bend over one hand on my chest the other helping support my weight. I can't breath. As I feel myself blacking out I hear the woman's voice again softer.

"You shall shape the future of many, changing the past, re-writing the good and evil. You are our savior, our chosen, god bless you and give you strength and courage. For you will need all the help you can get child. Be strong."

Then everything fades. Just black. I'm sucked into nothing once again.

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