Prologue

Prologue

A Chapter by Jenny Pasahol

     I was sleeping but I know I was awake. Lightning… thunder struck as I went out of my shallow dream. I searched for my phone on my bed. It wasn't there. Maybe I left it inside my drawer. I blinked my eyes once, twice, few times more. Every image was rays of light. It was still midnight but there were strong beams that irritate my sight. I covered it with my cold hands and tried to get up. The window was covered by something that was as bright as the sun.

            I walked to see what it was. I first looked back to the bed next to mine where my brother Quill was sleeping. He’s still unconscious lying in his bed. Not sensing what was happening around him. As I fearfully went near the window... the light slowly vanished. Bit by bit, I saw an image. Something I know but never saw in my own naked eyes. The image was clearer now. It was a shadow of a creature that was not supposed to be here. Its wings were wide and dominating. I should be more afraid by this time, but I was not. I was shivering brought by the cold air of the night, not with this creature sneaking outside our room.

            I was curious more than any emotion available in this situation. It was the most familiar thing in my existence. I slowly raised my hand and looked straight down my wrist. There it laid, same image...the same shadow that bugged me for years. I looked up. I cautiously looked back and it was there. Using it’s big round eyes to assess my presence. I stared as it did the same. The secret I was hiding from a long time. The mark. I thought it was just a coincidence but now it appeared right in front of me. 



© 2015 Jenny Pasahol


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Jenny Pasahol
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Jenny Pasahol
Jenny Pasahol

Bay, Laguna, Christian, Philippines



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