💫 Starburst ⭐️

Starburst; Part 7

The Truth In The Mist
Lacey gasped and turned to run. But the cold misty hand grabbed her, pulling her closer to the figure. Lacey wriggled and squirmed, but it was no use. The mist was too strong for her.

All she could do was look at the figure, and think. Who do I know that might be made out of mist? Oh no-one! Lacey sighed. The misty hand let go of her and disappeared just as mysteriously as it had come.

"Hello Lacey Moore," a sophisticated female voice murmured. This time, Lacey wasn't affected by the knowledge of her name. "Hello Misty Lady..." Lacey replied eagerly. She tried to feel eager.

The woman's sharp laugh echoed through the mist.

"Oh child, how come you don't realize me?" the woman asked, coming into focus. Her arms were outspread, and she had greyish white hair blowing behind her.

To be honest, she looks like she's just old. Lacey thought. "I'm rather young Lacey," the woman said indignantly.

Lacey backed a little. Did she say that out loud? "Oh dear, I must've scared you. Right... I can hear your thoughts," the woman sighed, her voice nervous.

"Who are you?!" Lacey exclaimed. "Okay then," the woman's voice seemed less sophisticated now, more like honey dripping down an edge.

I'm the Lady Of Mist. Misty Lady seems too... childish. I am a spirit from your forest, and I have come here to warn you," the Lady Of Mist turned her back to Lacey.

"Who do you think kept you alive?! You don't suppose you survived on your own now do you?" the Lady Of Mist scoffed. Lacey arched her eyebrows, her head spinning. Must be all this mist.

"Yes, the mist does tend to make people dizzy..." the woman smiled. "So... that's how I know how to speak good? I didn't learn these huge words by myself?" Lacey asked. The woman shook her head and laughed.

"Oh no dear, you were an excellent student." The Lady Of Mist turned to look at Lacey coldly. "Although, perhaps keeping you alive was a mistake. Back when I didn't know that prophecy, I did good things..." she shuddered, almost as if it were a bad thing.

"So... you're not here to protect me. Oh well..." Lacey shrugged. She was trying to be positive now, but her insides felt like jelly.

She was alone, no Katherine to protect her, just Lacey. "I'm not here to protect you, that's right, but I'm here to reveal the truth," the Lady Of Mist waved her cold hand, motioning for the misty hand to appear and drag Lacey behind her.

Lacey groaned, the cold weather chilling her insides. Great, now she felt like cold jelly.

The Lady Of Mist stopped. This seemed like the usual mist that Lacey had seen before. "Cut the door to the Truth Shore!" she chanted.

Then, as if out of thin air, an outline of a grey door appeared. The Lady Of Mist opened it, and the misty hand pushed Lacey in.

Lacey rubbed her arm and followed the Lady Of Mist. They reached a beautiful shore with bubbling blue water. Lacey opened her mouth, then closed it. No, it was better to remain silent.

The Lady Of Mist turned to the water and gazed inside the beautiful pool. "Reveal the truth to the prophecy youth!"

Drops of water spread forward, spraying on Lacey and the Lady Of Mist. It went right through the mist, but it splashed Lacey, causing her to shiver.

Suddenly, the waters turned grey. The beautiful shores became black, creating darkness. And then, Lacey stared into the same black pool that summoned the portal. The same black pool that got her into this mess.

Then, a clear image rippled in the water. It was the Lady Of Mist, but way younger. In fact, she was Lacey's age. Beside her were two misty figures. They were darker, with a black little mist burning inside them.

They were scolding the younger Lady Of Mist, who appeared to be crying. "Those are my parents. I wasn't born as dark as them. They showed hatred to me, hurt me, all with their dark hearts," the Lady Of Mist sniffled.

Then, the parents disappeared. The Lady Of Mist grew with a familiar figure beside her, and it seemed like the Lady Of Mist was hurt, throughout growing. And then, the figure disappeared as well.

"I had a sister who was just as good as me. I wanted to be dark. She didn't. So we went our separate ways when our parents abandoned us. And here I am... in this lonely mist," the Lady Of Mist turned to look down.

Lacey paused, then smiled weakly. "What's your name?" Lacey asked. The Lady Of Mist paused. Then, she smiled back.

"Astiana. Astiana Ronicale."