Inhel: Beyond the Horizon

Inhel: Beyond the Horizon

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New chapters every week! All feedback really appreciated- In a realm shrouded by despair and impending doom, Inhel stood witness as his world faced its final moments. The once vibrant landscape now succumbed to the encroaching devastation brought forth by a colossal celestial anomaly, casting a foreboding shadow across the horizon. As gravitational forces distorted and cataclysm drew near, Inhel found himself powerless to alter the grim fate of his planet. Memories of a lifetime flooded his consciousness as he gazed upon the imminent destruction, reminiscing on past triumphs and companions lost along the way. Yet, amidst the consuming blaze, a glimmer of hope flickered faintly. Suddenly, a voice pierced through the darkness, promising a reprieve from the void. In a startling transition, consciousness emerged anew, manifesting within the form of an infant, reborn into a world alien to his own. Startled by the abrupt change, Inhel grappled with a surge of memories and knowledge spanning centuries, awakening to find himself cradled in the arms of a bewildered woman.
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My dream continued the one I'd been having for the past couple of nights. I ran, gasping for breath, through the familiar woods from a dark figure behind me. The faster I tried to run, the slower I seemed to go, until it was like I was running in place. I knew I needed to run. I was terrified of what the figure would do when he caught me. "Mara Leigh," a deep, smooth voice called. It was almost hypnotic. That was new. The figure had never spoke before now. I ran as fast as I could go, eyes searching the forest floor for a big stick or something that I could use to defend myself. "Mara Leigh!" the voice came again, this time more insistent. The forest slowly started to fade and I started to awake to someone shaking my shoulders. "Beau?" I mumbled, turning my head to the side. What's Beau doing in my room this time of night? Why is he shaking me? "Do not call me that name." My eyes flew open as I jumped at the voice from my dream. A face was right in front of mine, and just like the voice, it wasn't Beau. Before I could form a scream, a hand covered my mouth. I tried to bite it but I couldn't get my mouth to open. He's too strong. I started to use my whole body to try to get away, but he crawled on top of me, holding me down. I pulled the hidden knife out from under my pillow and slashed as hard as I could at him, but he just grabbed my wrist and squeezed it until the pain made me drop the knife. Then he grabbed both my hands in one of his and held them over my head. He held me down while I struggled. I grunted and moved and tried to kick and scream, but I only wore myself out. Exhausted, I stopped thrashing and let the tears flow freely down my cheeks. I didn't know what to do, so I just tried to prepare myself for whatever was coming.

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