Prologue

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They say the world is too big for us to know everything about it. That even as it sits on the axis looking blue, within it lies secrets and journeys that have yet to be discovered and to be told. I didn't believe it. I guess I was stubborn like that. In order for me to believe I had to experience it.

But never in my wildest dreams would I have imagined how drastically my life would change. I mean I was just a sixteen year old girl and my imagination wasn't that great.

I remember the moving bus, passing by a blurred forest. The other children were loud as usual but Mari-Anne was back at it. Making fun of me with her two minions. And as usual I took it. It's hard being an orphan, however you'd think because we were all in this bus together, we'd be kind to each other but that wasn't the case or I was just not that lucky.

I don't quite remember much after the bus hit something on the road. I remember Mari-Anne though or atleast the horror and fear on her face when the bus began to roll on the tar road. The others screamed and I recall not being able to move or speak. It felt like I was watching the whole scene through someone else's eyes.

The bus rolled for a good minute, sending my body every where. I banged my head hard. I felt blood rising up my throat and I recalled asking myself if this is how it felt to die. Mari-Anne was laying next to me. Her eyes fluttering with a groan escaping her mouth every now and then.

I realized I was going to die and the last face I'd see was my tormentor's. How cruel can life be?

I don't know how long we laid there. Staring at each other realising these are our final moments but as I felt Mari-Anne's hand in mine. I wasn't so afraid anymore because we were in this together and maybe in another life, we'd be friends or something.

A sound of metal being pulled made me look up. My vision was getting blurry and I wondered if help was here. Was I gonna live through this?

Heavy footsteps made their way towards us and I heard a faint gasp coming from Mari-Anne. I couldn't do much as something touched my face. It was hard and rough and cold as ice. It said something but I couldn't hear it past the ringing in my ear and I wondered what it said cause my beating heart calmed down.

But that was all I remember before passing out...

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