Prologue.
The dark figure was now
kneeling in front of the stones on the floor. I could see clearly how his hands
moved. It was like he was making patterns in the air above the stones.
Although i was too far away to hear the exact words he was saying, I heard him
speaking, but it wasn’t anything I could recognize. For a moment I thought
about getting closer, but I was too scared and transfixed with the scene to actually
move.
Slowly the stones started to glow. At first I thought I was just imagining it.
I blinked my eyes a couple of times, but the glow started to get stronger. It
was an eerie looking green glow, but I couldn’t get my eyes of it. I never
really understood the word transfixed, until this moment.
Suddenly everything changed;
it felt to me like there was lightning in the air, but not completely the same.
It felt harder, more pressing. As if the air itself compressed against my body.
Even breathing was harder.
The figure rose and startled me.
I crouched a bit further between the bushes and realized I was soaked in sweat.
All my clothes were clinging to my body almost like a second skin. It wasn’t
until then that I realized I was scared.
I didn’t know what the hell was happening here, and I was completely alone, in
the middle of the night in the woods. For a single moment I thought it all
might just be a dream.
I looked back towards the figure and although he was still cloaked in shadows
for the most part, the glow from the stones on the ground was bright enough to
see some details. The figure looked like a man and wore normal clothes. If he hadn’t
had a hood over his head I could have even seen his face.
And just like that it was all
over.
The glow was gone, all that was left was darkness and moon cast shadows. I felt
cold, even my bones felt chilled. My clothes were still drenched with my sweat
and that didn’t help. Slowly I started coming to my senses and just knew I had
to get out of here. I turned around, but before I even moved an inch the figure
turned to me, and looked tight at me. It was as if his eyes locked me down on
that spot
I tried to move with every inch of my being but not a single muscle worked. The
figure started moving towards me. He pulled his hood back and I could see his
face for the first time. He looked old but well groomed. Clean shaved and I
even though he smiled a little half smile towards me. But the most striking
thing about him were his eyes. Brown eyes, but it was as if there was a gleam
over them, in the same pale green that the stones had earlier.
He was right in front of me now and my heart was racing. But there was nothing
I could do, not even blink my eyes. This was the first time in my life I really
was terrified. He stretched out his hand to me and I felt the tip of his finger
on my forehead. It was as if a brilliant white light exploded behind my eyes.
When I opened my eyes I
noticed I was lying on the floor, and some time must have passed because my
clothes were completely dry. My body still felt shaky when I tried to sit up.
“Take it easy”. I heard his
deep voice from beside me.
I turned to face him and now he looked completely normal to me, just a man in
some ragged clothes. He was sitting completely relaxed, as if this was normal
day to day business for him.
Anger and rage started rising
up inside me. I opened my mouth to accuse him. He did something to me and I didn’t
know what. But before I could find my voice he spoke again.
“Don’t react out of fear, just
take your time”.
I exhaled and inhaled deeply, but when I spoke my voice was soft and shaky. “Wha..
What was all that?”
At this moment I really hated my insecurities. “What happened?” i finally
managed to get out with a bit firmer voice.
“That’s a way to long story
for tonight.” He looked as if he had to think over what he was going to say.
“But perhaps I could teach you, your mind is right.” And he flashed me that half smile again.