I look to my left to only see the darkness. I look to my right to see only darkness.
That's all I ever see it just the dark. It seams overpowering. Maybe if I run further up I'll see something or anything to come into view.
I never thought that the darkness could be the worse thing to witness. To feal empty and all alone in life.
I drop down and put my hands on my face and tuck my head in my own body to protect myself from the darkness.
I hate the feeling of never knowing when it will go away. So I do the only reasonable thing and cry I cry everything out.
All my problems every bad thing. All the bottled thing's i have just fall out my body in tears and just make a river on the cold floor leading into the unknown.
I cry because it is the only thing that feels right. The only thing that I'm not afraid to show myself. That I'm not scared of is sadness. At least i know I'm not completely numb.
I look up off the floor and to the distance that seems to go on forever.
I wipe my tears and sit there and stair at the blank space that fills my eyes.
All of a sudden I feel a warm liquid on my stomach. I look down to see that it's blood. But why how.
I feel a pain to the spot and feel around my back to end up pulling out a knife.
The weird thing was that I felt no pain just curious.
I heard a slight mumbled voice in the distance. I look up but see nothing.
I get up and run to the voice. I go faster with each step I take. Every few strides the voice gets more clear by the second. I run and run till I can't no more. Weakness takes over me. That's what I am weak.
I feel a pain to my arm and see a needle in my arm. Then a rope around my ancle. Slowly the rope on my foot starts to slowly pull me back.
I wonder what is on the other end of it. I bend down slowly and pick up the slack on the rope and start to fallow it. It could end any were and deep down I'm scared to find out.
I also know that i need answers one way or the other amd this is the way that I will get those answers.
The rope keeps pulling as I walk and each pull is stronger. Then out of no where the rope pulls and pulls me until my legs give out and i stubble to the all to familiar cold floor. I try to get up but then i get pulled back down.
The rope starts to pull me by my ankle more than before so I keep trying to get up but fail. As the rope forms a bruise with blisters to go with it it.
I start to get slowly draged but then it goes faster and I'm getting pulled more and more and my ankle goes out of place and I scream but nothing comes out of my mouth.
As I try to grab at never was there but my ankle still hurts. I take my jacket off and wrap my foot with it.
I let a tear escape my eye and quickly wipe it away.
A gush of wind blew across my face and I open my eyes wondering were it came from.
I look all over then I turn around to see a envelope with my name on it.
Chills run down my back and the hair on my arms stand up. I know deep down that this is not good. I sit back down and put my legs to my chest and hold them tight. wish it was my mate who was holding me. I long for the feeling of his warmth.I
I set the letter infront me and look close at the letter. The hand writing is familiar but I can't wrap my finger around were I know it from.
I tap my foot on the floor and think hard of how I know it. The way that the L loops to the side and the a and r look to familiar to eachother is just like somebody I know. That I loved. That I still love. That I know everything about. Father...
But how there is no way that it can be atleast that i think. Maybe I'm in heaven with him or hell. I dont know but I still feel like the same empty me from always.
I put the letter in my hands and hold it like it would be the most important thing in the whole world and right now to me it is.
I trace letters proud that I new who it was from. I put it to my nose to try and find that all so familiar smell again.
I sit like that for a while untill I look close at it and wonder what is inside.
I slowly swallow scared to know what is inside of it. I put my lips to the corner of the thin paper and linger a kiss on it before i bring my fingers to slowly open it.
I stear at the letter scared of the consequences of all of this. If i open it and it confirms it's from him I'll be shattered. To many questions are unanswered. But the question on how it is hear is a bigger question. Today is supposed to be the day I die. Maybe this is just my head.
There's only one way to find out i guess then.....
I pull out a old paper. Wrinkles and what looks like tear drops are on the paper. Someone must have been crying while writing this to me.
I take a deep breath in then start to read.
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Dear princess ,
Honey, there is so much for you to learn. There is so much you need to know. Everything you know is a lie. I wish i could be there with you but it is for the best.
Ellea you can save me. Only you can. You are more powerfull than you think. This all will make since. I can't say where i am or how i gave this to you. It's to dangerous.
My princess is growing to be a Queen.
I'll see soon ,dad
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Yikes, I haven't updated in a while. But hear you go. P.S a lot of the book will change when I do editing. The way I wanted the book to go changed with better ideas. Also this chapter is short but has a lot of important things.
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