Devouring of souls...
She awoke drenched in sweat as morning birds chirp in unison to the pre-dawn light. Heavily breathing, she sprints towards the bathroom trying to still her erratic heartbeats. Turning on the sink faucet, she places her hands under the cool water to splash on her face. Placing her hands to the sides of the sink, she rises from the sink and observes her flushed reflection through the circular antique mirror. It slowly fades to a soft milky white as lilac-colored eyes peer back at her.
It felt so real, she thought while trying to steady her breathing, those memories aren’t mine.
Taking one another breath she then thought, whose were they?
She makes her way back into the bedroom chamber and towards the low windowsill. Opening her windows and taking in the first rays of sunlight, she shivers as a voice on the wind whispers, “With rage, the west shall be restored.”
With a gasp of surprise, the little faeling quickly bolts out of the chamber and into the halls.
I’ve got to contact the queen!
Stumbling from the halls and down the steps, she races to the gigantic doors of Hall of Union. With one final breath she busts through the doors. They groan under her push as the courtroom quiets down.
Oops, she thinks as everyone gives her a look of disapproval.
“Do you mind telling us why you have decided to grace us with your presence Miss Evergreen?” asked the Fanged One with a sneer.
Ignoring him, she steps up to the dais with a nod of the head. “My Queen, I mu-” she spurts, trying to catch her breath after she rush to be here.
The queen interrupts. “What could possibly be of utmost importance for you to interrupt this trial?”
“There are matters I need to speak with you about, that can’t possi-” the little faeling tries to finish her sentence, but the queen becomes inpatient. this was an important trial after all.
“Miss Evergreen, need I remind you of the consequences your actions caused today? Now, unless there is-”
“The west!” the little faeling cried, her patience thinning. “The west shall be restored by the southern flames!” she decreed.