Chapter One
Calm, that’s all I felt as I stared across the field from the second-story window. The flowers shining from the pale moonlight, the gentle breeze rocking them back and forth. Then smoke, smoke, and falling, the air burning my lungs as I choked, tears began swelling in my eyes. I tried calling out for help, but the noise that managed to come out was a gasped groan. As I struggled to catch my breath, I frantically waved my arms, trying to find something to stop myself and to see through the smoke, but as I was falling, all I saw was more smoke.
The falling lasted about another 10 seconds or so, but it felt as though hours had passed. As the feeling of ground had returned to me, ash rose from the ground. The smoke was no longer around me, but it still burned at my lungs, making it harder to breathe. I looked around, trying to peer through the risen ash. I tried to take a step forward but tripped over something and fell down a hill. The air at the bottom was breathable, a comforting fact, the ground around me was broken, cracked, and gray, the feeling of death screamed inside of me. As I rose back to my feet, more ash had risen from my fall and was slowly falling around me, Through all the ash, I could make out something glittering in the distance, and as I looked on I could feel myself walking towards the glimmering It was calling out to me.
As I reached my destination, my eyes locked on a golden and silver Warhammer, a direct contrast to the gray earth it was stuck to, it was beautiful. My hand reached out towards the handle of it almost autonomously. I wanted to touch it, no I needed to touch it. As my hand touched the handle of the hammer, I felt at peace, and my breathing calmed, but as I rested my hand on it, a voice boomed, ”It is time for a change.” The ground beneath me cracked and opened up, swallowing me whole as darkness filled my vision, and I began falling once more.
I woke up on my floor. It was morning now as the sun appeared through the window, hitting my face. My head was pounding. I looked for my glasses and realized I must’ve put my contacts in before I went to bed because I can still see. I groggily rose from the spot I had woken up, pulling out my phone from my pocket I checked the time, “7:15, thirty minutes to get to the bathroom, before Dad gets up,” I thought, ” maybe I should take a shower and get rid of this headache before making breakfast.” Grabbing some clothes and headed to the bathroom.
