my return?”
“Where do you think you are?”
“Where do I think I am?” He raised his hands in the air as he turned to walk away, then stopped, turned to face me, and peered down. “I told you, I’m not mad. I did not descend into a dimension, or even The Realm. I fell into the veil. I can’t get out of the blooming place on account of some supernatural rules – but you, if you are here, then that must mean they know without a doubt that the queen of the veil has been awakened, and now she can set me free to fulfill my charge.”
“Which is...?”
“Which is? That is not the point. The point is that you are my anchor now. With you, I can get out, find her, become alive and do just that.”
“Just that?” He had no idea what ‘that’ was. I was sure of it.
“Don’t mock me. Living here with death has side effects, like a slow fall into amnesia.”
“Must run in the family,” I muttered, thinking of how easily I lost my memory before.
“What, death? Um, yeah, it runs in every family, sweetheart.”
I rolled my eyes. “I meant the amnesia. I’ve lost my memory before.”
“Before? How about right now?!”
“I don’t know you.”
I had to take control of this dream or descent into death. This boy Cashton, was it ? - was not going to pull me in with him. Granted, I’d never seen visions this clear or felt this connected to a soul the first time I met it, but this had to be an illusion.
“That’s a lie. I can see it in your eyes.”
“This is a dream. You are the subject of recent trauma. I lost my family, and now my mind has recreated a family for me, giving me memories that are not mine and offering me you as a source of protection.”
“Hallo?! I know you lost your family because, like I said, I just watched Mum and Dad pass through The Fall. I caught them just before the wave of light reached for them. They said nothing. A clutching hug from Mum and only a touch on my shoulder from Dad that showed me your image. They tethered me to your being, ensuring that I would find you instantly.”
Yup, I was losing my freaking mind. I was so close to believing him. My heart and soul were already there, and my mind was the final hold out.
“Why didn’t they just pull me with them? If they could have both gotten here, lived here long enough to have you, then surely they could have avoided that nonsense and stepped in and pulled me back.”
I pursed my lips, telling him that that did seem more logical.
“They knew I wouldn’t, that my charge had to be complete. That is why they sent you.”
“Listen, dude. You’re twisted. I was not only born here, but recently I have been well informed that I have lived here for a while, apparently as a Witness at some point. Some said that I have lived longer. So, even though you look like a young version of my father and have my mother’s blue eyes in the center of your eyes – you’re an illusion.”
“You’re joking?” His eyes grew wide. “A Witness?”
“A fallen Witness, it seems.”
“Oh, dear Creator,” he muttered under his breath.
“Yeah, tell me about it. Listen, I really don’t care what I was. I can’t change the past, but I can control the now - and right now my parents are missing, a demon is chasing me, and recently I have landed myself in a new dimension that seems to have just as many if not more questions than I already have about this twisted roller coaster of fate that I’m on.”
“You need to take a seat, sweetheart,” he said, nodding to an odd shaped black velvet couch. The back of it waved up and down, creating really low points and really high points.
I did as he asked, not feeling my body make any effort to wake up anytime soon. He paced a few times, moving his fingers at a rapid speed against his legs...musician; bet every guitar I owned.
He finally sat down next to me.
“I don’t know where to start with you, but let me be clear: Mum and Dad are not coming back - at least not anytime soon. It was
“Where do you think you are?”
“Where do I think I am?” He raised his hands in the air as he turned to walk away, then stopped, turned to face me, and peered down. “I told you, I’m not mad. I did not descend into a dimension, or even The Realm. I fell into the veil. I can’t get out of the blooming place on account of some supernatural rules – but you, if you are here, then that must mean they know without a doubt that the queen of the veil has been awakened, and now she can set me free to fulfill my charge.”
“Which is...?”
“Which is? That is not the point. The point is that you are my anchor now. With you, I can get out, find her, become alive and do just that.”
“Just that?” He had no idea what ‘that’ was. I was sure of it.
“Don’t mock me. Living here with death has side effects, like a slow fall into amnesia.”
“Must run in the family,” I muttered, thinking of how easily I lost my memory before.
“What, death? Um, yeah, it runs in every family, sweetheart.”
I rolled my eyes. “I meant the amnesia. I’ve lost my memory before.”
“Before? How about right now?!”
“I don’t know you.”
I had to take control of this dream or descent into death. This boy Cashton, was it ? - was not going to pull me in with him. Granted, I’d never seen visions this clear or felt this connected to a soul the first time I met it, but this had to be an illusion.
“That’s a lie. I can see it in your eyes.”
“This is a dream. You are the subject of recent trauma. I lost my family, and now my mind has recreated a family for me, giving me memories that are not mine and offering me you as a source of protection.”
“Hallo?! I know you lost your family because, like I said, I just watched Mum and Dad pass through The Fall. I caught them just before the wave of light reached for them. They said nothing. A clutching hug from Mum and only a touch on my shoulder from Dad that showed me your image. They tethered me to your being, ensuring that I would find you instantly.”
Yup, I was losing my freaking mind. I was so close to believing him. My heart and soul were already there, and my mind was the final hold out.
“Why didn’t they just pull me with them? If they could have both gotten here, lived here long enough to have you, then surely they could have avoided that nonsense and stepped in and pulled me back.”
I pursed my lips, telling him that that did seem more logical.
“They knew I wouldn’t, that my charge had to be complete. That is why they sent you.”
“Listen, dude. You’re twisted. I was not only born here, but recently I have been well informed that I have lived here for a while, apparently as a Witness at some point. Some said that I have lived longer. So, even though you look like a young version of my father and have my mother’s blue eyes in the center of your eyes – you’re an illusion.”
“You’re joking?” His eyes grew wide. “A Witness?”
“A fallen Witness, it seems.”
“Oh, dear Creator,” he muttered under his breath.
“Yeah, tell me about it. Listen, I really don’t care what I was. I can’t change the past, but I can control the now - and right now my parents are missing, a demon is chasing me, and recently I have landed myself in a new dimension that seems to have just as many if not more questions than I already have about this twisted roller coaster of fate that I’m on.”
“You need to take a seat, sweetheart,” he said, nodding to an odd shaped black velvet couch. The back of it waved up and down, creating really low points and really high points.
I did as he asked, not feeling my body make any effort to wake up anytime soon. He paced a few times, moving his fingers at a rapid speed against his legs...musician; bet every guitar I owned.
He finally sat down next to me.
“I don’t know where to start with you, but let me be clear: Mum and Dad are not coming back - at least not anytime soon. It was
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