In hopes to make my long absense up to you, my faithfull readers, I present you with another chapter.
Caera ran through the field until she couldn't run anymore. Heavily breathing she halted, letting herself take a moment rest by leaning on her knees with her hands. She had learned at school when she was little not to sit down when you know you still have a long way to go. It would only make it harder for her to get back going.
'How in the world am I supposed to find anyone like this?' she asked herself.
'Wiley!' she screamed at the top of her longs. No response. Caera hadn't expected one either, but no harm in trying. She couldn't even see one step ahead of her, yet when she had been running, it had seemed as if the three meters high weeds moved to make way for her.
'What if I'm only running further away from him?' she wondered. 'This is nonsense!'
'Reach.' the kind voice sounded in her head. It startled her. With all the current events she had actually forgotten for a slight moment that she was one hundred percent abnormal and was able to hear voices in her head. A bad one, which apparently was an evil witch's voice, and a kind one, still unidentified.
'Reach.' the voice echoed in her head again.
'Reach what? Reach who? How? Where?' Caera sighed. 'Can't you be more specific? Didn't anyone tell you to speak with two words? Though I'd prefer even more than that.'
'Believe in yourself, believe you can do it.' the voice answered her.
'Not the words I was hoping for.' This started to sound like one of those sappy fantasy movies. '"You can do anything if you just believe". As if.' Caera mumbled.
She knew it didn't work like that. When she'd been seven she used to dream about flying. It got even so bad that Nessa had to buy her a pair of angelwings in an outlet costume store. Did she regret doing that. The first thing Caera did when they came back home was to put them on and to jump off the balustrade. Luckily Aodhan was just outside, sweeping the terras, and heard her. He was just in time to save her from a nasty fall. They got so angry with her, they took her wings away and she got grounded for two months. Caera spend the rest of that day crying her eyes out in her room. Eventually Nessa got sorry for her and the two of them had a long talk in which Nessa explained that humans can't fly on their own. They need things like an airplane or helicopter. Once Caera understood and promised she would never do anything reckless like that again, she got her wings back and her punishment got lessened to two weeks.
'Fine,' Caera was still talking out loud to herself. 'seeing that running doesn't work, I'll try to reach and believe.' She looked around, but all she could see was weeds towering high above her and a little bit of blue sky with fluffy, white clouds hovering above her. All of a sudden the cloud started to change shape. It became her name, written in the sky.
'Wiley.' Caera smiled. 'Of course, he controls water. Clouds are clusters of evaporated water particles.' The clouds switched again and took the form of an arrow, pointing slightly left of where she had been running towards.
'Great so I was on the right track.' Caera started running again, looking up every now and then, always noting the arrow floating over her head, following it's lead.
About half an hour of running later the arrow suddenly disappeared. Caera stopped and looked around for it, but couldn't find it anywhere.
'Caera!' she suddenly heard a familiar voice call her name. 'My dearest, are you there?' Caera sighed. For a moment she doubted about running the other way as fast as she could or to just get it over with and walk to him. She decided on the second option and took a step ahead, but unlike before, the weeds did not move an inch. They wouldn't let her pass. She couldn't even get a finger between the straws. It was as if they had formed a wall to keep her in.
'Wiley, I'm here!' she yelled.
'Great, you've done wonderfully. Now come out of that tall grass so we can go back.'
Caera rolled her eyes.
'I would, if I could.' she answered him.
'Why can't you. Are you, by any chance, not decent?' Wiley asked, pretending to be shocked. 'Has something taken your clothing from you?' he continued. 'Don't worry my dearest, I will find you beautiful no matter what you wear, even in Eve's costume you'll still look magnificent I'm positive.' Caera put her face in her hands, took a few deep breaths to calm down. She would like to hit him more than anything, but seeing the weeds didn't let her through she did whatever she could to hold it in.
'The weeds have made a wall. I can't get through.' she cleared his absurd thoughts.
'Oh, that's quite problematic.' Wiley answered. 'So you are decent though?'
Caera facepalmed and bit her lip to keep from shouting.
'Yes, very much so.'
'Pity.' came the sole response.
'Reach.' Caera heard again. This time she knew exactly what to do.
'Wiley, can you try to reach me?' she asked.
'My sincere apologies, my dearest, but it seems I too am not able to penetrate this wall.'
'That's okay, just reach out to me.'
'As you wish.'
Caera focused on what she thought was behind the wall of weeds. She imagined Wiley standing there, his hands reaching towards her as if he was about to catch her. All she had to do was jump forward, into his arms. She closed her eyes and jumped without a second thought. It took a few seconds before she realised the warmth around her waist. When Caera opened her eyes she was standing close to Wiley, his arms holding her waist tight but gentle.She looked up straight into his beautiful blue eyes. The scenery around them changed and all of a sudden they found themselves back in front of their mirror, watching their own reflection.
'Welcome back. You've made it back secondly to Tyler and Kseniya.' Mister Yuri stated. Caera looked aside and saw the trio sitting on a blanket. Tyler was reading a book and Kseniya seemed too focussed on checking her makeup to notice them. Wiley walked up behind Caera.
'My dearest, if you wanted me to hold you so badly, all you had to do was ask.' he said, putting his arms around her waist again. Caera jumped away before he could get a hold of her though.
'Dream on, Wiley. You're lucky there was a wall before, but now if you say something weird to me I swear I'll punch you so hard you wouldn't be able to look any more different from your brother.' Wiley laughed.
'Guess it's time to have a little snack. I'm starving.' he changed the subject, walking towards mister Yuri, who held up a plate of tiny sandwiches.
