An itchy burning feeling

   My heart ached for knowledge, my soul burned for answers, i scratched the surface.

 

 

    I drifted to sleep after another long day of wondering. Questions still invaded my mind. Soon i felt voices would too. My mind burned, and i could feel sweat begining to coat my body, but no matter how hard i had tried to wake up, i just couldnt. It was as if i was captured by my dream. Words spun circles and soon a male voice spoke the words each one tainted with evil. The circles of words turned to flames. I wished to scream for help, just a little plead, but i was left with nothing. The circle closed off and i was trapped the flames licked the surface right above my head. I was like a bird in a cage. As i thought these words a wooshing sound filled the silence a bat flew through th trechorus flames and landed before me. Flames cascaded around the bat and it slowly changed from form to form until it reached a human state. i was baffled by the many forms it had went through forms of strength and prosperity. These were the types of things that settled the difference etween good and bad. This creature or person, or whatever the hell it was was portraying the good or should petraying a human.

 

   A womanly figure stood before me, but as it spoke i knew it was not a woman. the figure hoarsly began to speak, their pitch was low and their voice monotone "Aureilla, you have been seeking answers that to many would be unseekable," The voice froze a minute "But then again you are you, and just like your mother your smarter then you should be." These words stung more then the thought of my mother killing my father, for all i had known, all of my life, was a lie. i couldnt tell fiction from fact, no one would know the truth of me. Not even myself tears formed and stopped at my eyelids, a single movement and they would be cascading down my face. This dream was no longer a dream, it had never been a dream. It was a meeting. The meeting i had wanted to avoid i wanted the questions to remain so i could have the false sense that the lies being told to me were actually the truth. All thoughts of my life froze and a new life began here at this moment.

Author's Note

not finished