BLOOD LEGACIES

Days turned into a week and a week turned into two. And yet it felt like months since I last saw Emilia, or been to Juneau high, or seen Emma. It was messing me up more than I expected. I didn’t feel the same way and I was lucky I wasn’t given any task, because I wasn’t so sure I could handle one right now.

We all laid low since that day, orders from my dad, the families of the others that died still grief and it was not like we have seen any werelion in sight... we haven’t... most especially that rogue Alpha. It has been quiet ever since, so quiet.

It has been a struggle with my thoughts and dreams too... not of Emilia although how much I wanna dream about her but I wasn’t so sure it would be a decent dream. I dreamed of Emma... for the past two weeks straight I saw her in my dream. Is it normal to dream of someone for straight two weeks? It was abnormal and the dreams didn’t have any meaning.

I see myself deep in the forest with the snow falling, puddles everywhere, the area a mask of it. I just stood there and then I saw her, her back turned to me, but I knew it was her because of that strawberry blond hair I knew of. She stands as the snow falls and then I just watch because I can’t move my body almost like an invisible wall is keeping us apart. On many occasions, I try to move but I can’t... I just watch her and there are voices too... murmurs and then I watch up, unable to make sense of my dream or understand the murmurs because it sounds like some language.

But last night when I woke up my dream was different, at first, and unlike anything I have ever seen.

I saw the skies but at the same time it wasn’t, it was a medley of it with several colors churning around like someone allowed a scarf to run free into the air, giving it that pivoting shape. It puzzled me because they were all scintillating like stars you would see in the galaxy or in the Milky Way. A surreal view, like crossbreed clouds and luminaries, pulsing and roving.

My body had no gravity too because I was floating. I waved my hand and the colors followed, I was curious about their movement so I did it again, and the shades pivoted and dispersed in the entire area.

I glided amongst the shade and I didn’t want it to end. My green eyes captured everything in detail until my eyes were the colors themselves.

I let myself set free as I closed my eyes allowing that particular tranquil to consume and it did, I felt like I was drowning in the colors in their essence and it made me feel alive, it made me feel like I was being enlightened and also engulfed, it seeps into my skin and I illuminated, I felt it shrouded me and whisper something to my ears I couldn’t translate, I wasn’t afraid for it couldn’t harm me, I felt I was called and conferred something to carry along with me.