The Prophecy

Orion...Orion.. Orion…

My eyes fluttered open and my breath hitched. I could feel my sweat pool in all the crevasses of my body. I had been perspiring throughout the night which left me in a cold sweat.. I shivered as a cool breeze blew up from the open window as my curtains flapped in the moonlight. I slowly began to catch my breath as I bent my knees to my chest and hugged myself. It was time like these I felt sleep abandoned and restless. I laid my head on my knees and I glanced at the crescent moon, muttering under my breath.

"Just another dream." I let out a deep sigh and I pondered for a bit.

I've been having these dreams more often and this one felt so real. My eyes glazed over as I stared at the moon, thinking of the dream I just had. They were more frequent, almost everyday And it was like I was living in it. I could still hear the slight hum and angelic chant of my name, as if someone was calling for me.. Searching for me. I could hear the eerie sense of urgency in her voice but no matter how many times I've dreamt it this week, it always ended in darkness.