Chapter Two: Misty Morning

     I walked out into the cold mist of morning, my sneakers getting soaked from the dew at my feet. I laughed. This was a perfect morning for me. Kyle had gone to work and there was a thick mist outside. I loved to come out and slash through the mist, making it evaporate. Then I would sit against my favorite maple tree and sing a song that my mother used to sing to me when I was a baby. I don't know how I could remember it, but I did.

                          Dew Drops glisten at your feet,

           Mist curls around you, cushioning you from behind

                           My little Mist Angel, Dew Mover

                             -------------Sleep-----------

     I sang it over and over again, remebering how her eyes glistened as she sang to me. On some instinct I raised my palms up to the sky. I sang and raised my palms higher. The dew at my feet started to rise and gather in little balls on my palms. They got bigger and bigger and I felt slightly dizzy. I made my song into a chant and soon held two giant balls of dew, I stood and chanted even louder. The mist  started to spin around me. I started to sway back and forth from dizziness. I chanted even louder than before and the dew balls started to leave in little streams while swirling around me. I chanted even louder and I fell to the ground, unconcious.

    

      I woke up to hear tires on the gravel driveway, Kyle was home. I stood up.

     "I must of fallen asleep" I said to myself rubbing my eyes.

     Kyle got out of the car and exclaimed "What happened to you!? You're soaking wet!"

     I looked up and replied "I think I feel asleep." I walked over to him and together we went into the house. "I had such a strange dream. I was right outside and mist was swirling around me and dew too. I was chanting something but... I can't remember"

     "I think that something might of hit you on the head because you seem to be going a little crazy." Kyle said while bopping me on the head. I snorted in mock disgust and went into my room.

     "Ha ha very funny Kyle." I joked, smiling. I yawned. "So what time is it?"

     Kyle checked his watch and his voice was raised a pitch louder than normal. "Oh wow. It's 8:30pm. You should go to bed, you have a job interview in the morning.

    
     I yawned again and nodded. Not bothering to reply and went inside. 

     When I got into my room I looked around, taking in the dark blue walls, the simple bed, and the small closet. I walked to the small closet and pulled on a black nightgown. I changed quickly and put my wet clothes on the edge of my hamper to let them dry. I walked past the mirror and saw myself out of the corner of my eye. Something was different.... I got closer to the mirror and it looked like something was swirling in my eyes. I blinked and it disappeared. I shrugged, it was nothing and I ignored it. I went to bed hoping for good dreams.

     I stood in a dark mist filled forest. I had had dreams like this many times before and it wasn't a surprise. I closed my eyes and listened carefully because I knew I would soon hear a whispering voice, singing riddles and songs into my head.

       

     I woke up around midnight and took out a notebook that was beside my bed. I had an urge to write down the songs that I heard in my dream. As I had done every time I had that dream. Tonight I wrote.

                              Let it swirl around you

                           Let it gather in your palms

                                   Chant louder

                                    Move faster

                          Mist Angel, Dew Mover

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                        Water swirls in your eyes

                        Dew moves to let you pass

                               What are you?

                               Who are you?

                                Chant Louder

                                   Find Out!

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     I always wrote these things. I had about 3 other full notebooks of these things and most of them had 'Mist Angel', 'Dew Mover', 'Chant Louder, and 'Move Faster' in them. I fell back on my bed and went back to sleep.

     When I woke up in the morning Kyle was gone. I had my interview at 12:30pm so he wouldn't be gone long. I checked the clock on my bed-side table and saw that it was 7:00am. 

     I looked outside and saw that it was misty, like yesterday. So I went outside and this time I brought my notebook, the one I wrote in last night. I opened it up to the newest page and started to chant the second song I wrote. My eyes started to blur. When they cleared up I saw that I was in a clearing. I saw many people around me. I saw my mother and my father walking towards me.

     "Hello, Lucinda." My mother said gently. I had stopped chanting and my mother and father had reached me.

     "Who am I Mother?" I asked

     "Lucinda you remember the song I used to sing to you?" My mother avoided my question by asking me another.

     "Yes. Why?" I replied.

     "I called you 'Mist Angel, Dew Mover' " She told me.

     "I know." I replied again.

     "Those are names the ancient people called us. You see we are called Kotoh. It means water movers in an ancient language. You will find that there are few of us left. You are a Kotoh, Lucinda" My mother told me gently. The scene started to fade and my vision started to blur again.

     I was back in my yard standing with my notebook in my hand in front of the house. I looked at all my writinngs in the notebook and dicided to try and chant the first one I wrote at midnight last night.

              

                              Let it swirl around you

                           Let it gather in your palms

                                   Chant louder

                                    Move faster

                          Mist Angel, Dew Mover

     I lifted up my palms and chanted louder and louder. Like my 'Dream' yesterday dew gathered in my palms and mist swirled around me. I was light headed too. I tried with all my might to keep chanting and keep the dizzziness under control. The dew started to go up in streams. The swirling water moved faster and faster. I was lifted off the ground, still chanting and almost falling over from light headedness. Some words popped into my head and I added them into my chant.

                             

                              Let it swirl around you

                           Let it gather in your palms

                                   Chant louder

                                    Move faster

                          Mist Angel, Dew Mover

                              Show me others!  

              I want to see my brothers and sisters!            

         Show Me the Mist Angels and Dew Movers!

                                    Show Me....

                                      KOTOH

      Some balls of clear water came up closer to me. They showed me faces. From a tiny baby to a very old man. They were all sorts of people but all of them had the same colored eyes. The had sea blue eyes, some swirling with mist and dew drops others rather blank. I saw one person. He was about my age. He was staring straight at me. I swept away the other orbs except for the one with the boy.

 

 

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[Morning]

Okay Minnow once again with the paragraphs.
And this chapter is a tad confuzzling.