The Eliana Chronicles Book 1: The Darkened Heir

Section 3, Article 7: The "Dream"

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It was dark. Like darker than the Netherlands, dark.

But I was calm. I wasn't hurt and it didn't seem like I was in danger, so I was fine.

Is this some kinda dream? Am I supposed to be scared or something? Cause all I'm seeing is a whole bunch of nothing. I've never been afraid of the dark so, I don't know what you're trying to accomplish.

A single light flickered to life. Its luminescence revealed a long table with several objects spread across it on display.

What the-? So, it's a gallery or something?

I was hesitant, not knowing what to expect but began to walk forward.

Yeah, I have no idea what's going on, but it doesn't look like I'm waking up any time soon. So, there's no harm in taking a look. Besides where's the fun in just standing here wait to wake up?

I strolled alongside the table glancing at the contents briefly. Passing a countless number of weapons, there were some particularly interesting ones. An axe, a fencing sword, and a literal bident. Like the one Hades used in the Greek myths.

Take it.

Then there was the one thing that had the entirety of my attention.

You must take it.

It was a bow staff. Nothing special or extravagant about it. Just a simple bow staff about seven feet tall.

I was drawn to it. I felt it pull on me, yanking at something inside.

Take it. Take it.

It wanted me to touch it. To hold it. Use it for I don't know what but who was I to deny it.

Take it. Take it now.

It's not like it could kill me. It's just a bow staff.

For it is... your birthright.

I couldn't stop myself. I picked it up...

And absolutely nothing happened. A part of me thought it would blast back or something, but I felt fine. Better than fine. I felt great. My body felt like it got a massive burst of energy and every inch of my being was humming in harmony. The handle fits perfectly in my smaller than average hands. It made maneuvering it through my fingers much easier. It's like it was made just for me.

Can I keep this? Is there anything stopping me from taking this with me? I'd kick butt. But a short light-skinned girl carrying a huge staff wouldn't go unnoticed. I could pass as a cosplayer if law enforcement wasn't so biased here.

There was a sudden bright light and what looked like a guy inside it. Wait, what? That can't be right. Is my prescription off.

I blinked a few times, trying to convince myself it wasn't real.

"Welcome Wrath,"

Okay, then. That's enough of that. And he said 'Wrath'? Who the fudge is that?

The light got brighter still, if that was even possible, as he said something else.

"We're gonna have so much fun together."

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