I Am Part Ice And Light

3. The Dream

 Seena's POV: 

I hug each one of my friends and give Keona a secret kiss on the forehead. I head back to my tree house in the forest and as my way home little twinkle lights are flowing around in the air and as I get closer I see them as if they're little pieces of a star in the air just floating about. What the fuck is that about? As soon as I pass the floating twinkle lights I immediately climb up the tree next to my house and leap to my porch. I look up and see dark almost dark grey clouds looming over the trees and covering the night sky and the biggest full moon I've seen in years. It slowly covers the sky like a blanket but instead of warming us up it's gonna rain. Fuck. I head inside and I go over to my little sink that's like 20 years old and I wash my face and brush my teeth with that painfully pepper-minty green mint paste Keona makes for me. I take off all of my clothes and I slump my body onto my bed. Never has it felt so comfortable while being almost made completely out of wood. I slowly flutter my eyes and pass out with the sound of light crackling thunder in the dark grey clouds. I see lighting. A knighting his arm rolling on the floor as a raging war continues as if the world is about to end. Lighting. A black dragon roaring in the skies while he spits out fire. Lighting. I see a huddle of 3 men and 3 women looking up at the dragon in utter horror. Then all I see is a white blur. Slowly drifting into a sight of the woman from my paintings. I feel her sorrow and dilemma through her big blue eyes with her beautiful hair down to her low back with a white long sleeved dress opened at the front revealing her pants with tints of light blue all over it with light blue beads all over it. Her white gold crown firmly on her head. She sits gracefully on the neck of a white dragon with scales that lightly glow a light blue with blood red shot eyes. With teeth that could shred rocks. She holds a long white gold sword that is so sharp it could cut a leaf in half with one swipe. Next to her on her right sat a man with black hair, dark brown skin and dark brown eyes. He wore a dark red tunic with metal plates with metal floral embroiderment all over it with black metal covering his long legs. He rode on a dragon too, his was a little bigger than the woman's and she was white with purple glistening scales. His eyes were a piercing light blue. The clouds are as grey a mixed colored paint with water and below them I see thousands of knights of men and women alike looking up to another woman on a dragon. She looked almost like the woman from my paintings except there were a few differences about her that made a drastic change. She had beautiful dark brown eyes and long raven black hair but with the same facial structure and features as the other woman. She had a dark scornful look of anger that was a mask of sorrow in her big beautiful eyes. She wore a long dress with long covering sleeves that seemingly looked like it was made out of huge flower petals that ombréd from dark orange from the bottom and into a light yellow at the top with a golden strand necklace with one single light glowing peak in the middle of it. She was a lot shorter than the 1st woman but was much femininely curvier than her. She rode a pitch black dragon with silver reflecting scales with light soul pinching light blue eyes that matched the other woman's dress. You could hear all the dragons' wings beat loud and hard as if you were putting your ear to someone's heart. On the other woman's left was a man in a traditional samurai warrior uniform with his face covered with a black rag with red symbols. He rode a white dragon with light purple eyes and held a long sword with some weird symbols I've never seen before. The woman on his side held a sword like his yet hers was longer in width and nowhere in comparison for hers. Not only was it wider it had more symbols on it and they were all different and it was longer with a red leather handle. It was irreplaceable, terrifying someone like her had it. Below them were seemingly thousands of some sort of gross creatures that looked like they came straight out of hell. They were black with white veins all over their bodies with claws and teeth with no eyes or face. The other woman in my paintings looked at the other woman and profoundly said "Sister, it's not too late. Please stop this now and we can handle this in a more.." She looks at the crowds of people below her. "Less sacrificing way". Her sister looked at her as if saying 'really' with a smirk and without hesitation raised her sword with her left hand to elevate with her shoulder horizontally and said nothing. The creatures start to roar and rave in their place and I see a group of 3 men and 3 women in knight uniforms holding each other for dear life and look at each other and say their goodbyes silently. They looked so familiar but I couldn't name them on the spot. After the sister raised her sword the monsters and knights raged towards each other in fits of rage while the two sisters and the 2 men rode into the dark cloudy sky. The men disappeared into their own battle while the sisters sought on their own. The dove into the skies with their dragons spitting fire at each other for seemingly like hours. Until both of the sisters' dragons became almost deadly exhausted to an almost immediately breaking down. In a split moment while the two sisters in the air were fighting to the death the one sister with the Chinese's writing sword looked her sister in the eyes and felt only sorrow but only expressed rage and in that moment while she was in that moment she slipped off her dragon and in the mist while being in the air the grey clouds opened up and God's light shined on her and revealing big white wings in the back of her body with golden sparkles surrounding her as she fell for a split second then immediately going back to grey clouds and the sister being wingless. Before the woman in the painting's sister landed she held her dragon with her arms and quickly let go as she arrived. The sister lifted her huge sword at her sister and they swung their swords at each other. One sister was spreading ice and the other spread fire. The fire sister finally let go of her sword in a drop when fighting her sister in a fit of rage. Until they tumbled down the hill of leaves and dead trees they finally plummeted to the lowest point. The sister fought with her greatest might not holding back anything until the ice sister finally got the other hand and pushed her sister off with her feet and tumbled her above herself.. As the fire sister was down on the ground next to the huge sword she forcefully placed her hand on her sister's forehead and her eyes began to glow a light blue. "You, Celestria Bulifica, youngest princess of Bulifica can never touch my son and never ever return to Bulifica until he is strong enough to defeat you". The ice sister chokes a little on the last few words and as she speaks a glistening swirling portal begins to form behind Celestria and her sister pushes her into the unknown of the world. The ice sister lands on the ground touching the green grass and dirt despite the rest of the world seeming gloomy. She squeezes the grass and feels big sloppy tears form on her eyes. She finally gets back up and brushes the dirt dry leaves and mud off of her and looks at the sword peacefully laying on its side. She slowly makes her way over to it and gently picks it up with both of her hands. One hand on both ends of it avoiding the sharp blade of course. She looks at every single little detail to the rapping of the red leather to the last engraving one the top of the sword. She looks at the sky for mercy and her eyes fill with big sopping tears and she screams a sound of death. Lighting. I suddenly woke up as if the lighting from outside struck inside me. Shit. Then I hear it. One tree down far away. Then another with each tree coming closer to mine, each tree being split in the middle with a burnt crisp with two sides of it split open. Oh Shit. I scramble my clothes on and snatch all the shit I can get and quickly stuff it into my bag. I grab my paste, one of each painting I've packed all my clothes which isn't much and I throw my shoes on and I run out to my porch and I get taken back by the hit by the heavy rain, it's absolutely pouring. I look at my rope ladder attached to the next tree I go to jump for it but the light strikes that one out. Screw it, I run back into the farthest part of my house. I whisper to myself as I interlock my fingers together as I pray "Please God." I sprint from my porch and into the air and I roll into the muddy puddles below. I feel all my body ache, mostly my legs, and I slowly get up and wipe the fresh mud off my face and I start to run as fast as I can and I look back and the second I look back my house gets obliterated from the lighting striking it from the tree's roots. I trip on an uprooted root and I quickly get up and just sprint as fast as I can until I reach the border of where the forest and the kingdom meet. I walk 7 feet away from the forest and the rain completely stops. I look up into the sky that's now starting to clear. Why?! I have to get to Keona's house anyway so it doesn't matter. I lifted my bag over my shoulder and walked with the mud practically dried all over my clothes and the sky was still dark as midnight but I could feel the sun would be coming soon too. I practically stomp through the forest to get all the mud off of me on my way out and I finally make it out of the endless trees. I look back at them for a one minute thinking about every moment I've had in those trees since I was a little kid. I remember once when I was five years old I was playing by myself in the forest around the base of my tree house and it was like midday and I hear two grown men screaming like they were gonna die or something. I looked over to where I heard the screaming behind a big thick tree and saw two poachers trying to kill a baby bear but the baby bear easily got away from them. Then not even 1 minute later the baby's mother showed up at a full force and slammed her body into them and started attacking them for like 5 minutes. The guys weren't dead but they looked like they were. I started to slowly walk away but the mother caught sight of me, her aggressive and war torn face suddenly fell to a calm content look in her eyes and calmly walked away with her baby. Into the deeper side of the forest where I couldn't see them anymore. I still see them together walking around the forest hunting for like squirrels and shit but I never bother them and they never bother me. I liked them a lot actually. But I have to go now. I look back at where my tree house once stood for almost 20 years and I turn my back and I look back once more. Leaving everything I've ever known. I make my way down the dirt trail towards the cottage and I trip on a rock from the night sky being so dark but I can see the sunrise starting to lift a beautiful sun into the slightly clouded sky.