It’s never as easy or as simple as we would want it to be. But that’s not surprising. We’ve known that for a long time now…
That damn tentacle thing wasn’t gone. Kryptaris, Ash and Zero weren’t done with us yet. No… Instead, the cycle had to keep going.
So much happened without my involvement; things in the real world beyond earth always moved forward no matter if we were paying attention or not.
I had another nightmare, well, a few, really. But first, let’s start with one I had a few years ago… During my first human year after becoming mates with Brea. Why that one to start, I’m not sure. But something tells me to share it.
I found myself in a dead forest. A world with no colours. Everything was cast in a shade of monochrome. There were no leaves on the trees, and the bark ripped gone. There was a small river flowing, the water black. There were several figures made of shadows pursuing me. They were with the faces of beasts, monsters of some horrible design. They stood upright, some with weapons in their hands, others with claws that would swipe and tear pieces from you. As I ran, someone appeared from a portal, a woman with long black hair dressed in all black. She defended me and fought off the monsters. Killing them as they came at us. I woke up and realized the one who had come to my aide; I’m pretty sure it was Brea. But I don’t know any other meaning behind this dream.
The next dream happened one night after a terrible headache…
I woke up angry. Something was VERY wrong. Ash had taken Snow. And I had fought him and died. But wait, if I’m here now, did I really die? It doesn’t matter that bastard had Snow. Viola and Brea tried to stop me, but I left anyway. It seemed like to them I was bleeding, I was injured, my soul was damaged, they said I might not come back again. But It didn’t matter to me Snow was more important. It seems like they didn’t follow me; maybe that’s for the best. There were things in my way, things that needed to be removed. Ash had tried to stop me or slow me down, but I wasn’t going to be stopped from getting Snow back. I reached into a void and pulled out that two-handed sword, the one that Kiro once used. It’s funny I didn’t know I had the ability to get this sword. I know we said it shouldn’t exist. Something about holding it seemed familiar to me, but that didn’t matter right now.
And when I finally got there. He had cut her in half, vertically. He had removed her skin. He had been looking for something, yes that’s right… The fayte powers, but they were gone. Alvertia had seen to that.
Ash: It seems your powers are no more. Silvasky is useless to us now. What a shame. Her fayte power was removed.
Alzy: You will not speak her name again.
Ash tried to fight back, but against the sword, he was nothing. It was like slicing through the empty air, and he was gone. Good riddance.
I turned to Snow; she was still alive. I had to get her to a healer. Kiro was gone, so Derasky would have to be it. Yes.
Alzy: this is bad… I’m going to take you to see darky.
Snow: No. If you move me, I will only die quicker.
Her voice was pained, slow and weak.
Snow: You have Brea and the others to return to. Just let me go.
Alzy: Kaly… No. You’re my soul mate; you’re the one most important. Without you, I’m not even me… What would all of this have been for?
Snow: It’s ok, Alzy. I know the others will take care of you. You don’t need me anymore.
Alzy: No. I do; I need you most of all. You still have to fulfill your promise; I need to see you once I am home; I need to tell you that I love you, and hear you say it back, I need to be able to hold you in my arms again. You’re going to live whether you want to or not.
That’s it… If I can’t move her… Then I will move the ground beneath her and take it with me. I will get her to Darky; he will know what to do he will have to.
I woke to Snow lying beside me. I didn’t know if this dream was real or if it had really happened. But she was seemingly fine.
Shortly after this dream, Sarah asked me to try and call Phage. Sarah, Azy and Saralis had not heard from her in some time. And they were understandably worried. After some consideration, I decided to try to call her over the wind. But I didn’t get any response. I tried a few times, but nothing.
A few weeks later, Paige showed up at my doorstep. Asking to see Sarah. She was different than before. Her silver hair was now black. Her eyes were darker. Her face was different. I learned that something had happened; she had been merged with Jae. But she didn’t want to talk about it. She shut herself in a guest room we had prepared… She only let Sarah or Kaly in to talk to her or bring her food. She seemed emotionally destroyed. Something very severe must of happened. Of course, looking back at the other entries on the forums, I can see this happened after her daughter was “killed” by Kryptaris…
At the time, none of us knew that. She stayed with us for what seemed like a few weeks; at one point, Sarah and Kaly asked me to talk to her, to ask her to stay with us. She was Arzy’s mate; if anyone talked to her, it would be him. I didn’t want to overstep, and so I didn’t talk to her. Arzy and I had agreed not to go after each other’s mates; what did they want me to do? She left a couple of days after they asked.
After a few months, it bothered me. I couldn’t get it out of my head, the way she looked when she came to Sarah and me. Paige was broken in more ways than one, and I was hoping Arzy or Azy and Saralis would step in, but no one had. I couldn’t take the thought of her alone somewhere with a look that dark in her tear-filled eyes. So I tried to call her on the wind again. Paige finally replied. She didn’t want to be a burden; she didn’t want to bring misfortune. She believed everyone’s lives she had come into close contact with slowly would rot and corrupt. She didn’t want to cause me or anyone else any harm like that, so she would be alone. I told her no, she didn’t cause anything like that, more like the opposite. She had always found a way to make Arzy happy, she was a good mother, and despite me and her’s odd past history together, I had not faulted her for anything. If anything, I was thankful to her, she helped me and Snow get closer when I first met them on earth. I wanted Paige to be happy and to be safe. And being out alone, no matter how powerful she had become, was still a risk that she shouldn’t be taking. And so I convinced her to come back. And she’s remained here by my side since then. What an odd mess. She misses Arzy but has decided even if he comes back, she won’t return to him shes thankful to him, but she’s trying to move on. She told Sarah, snow and I about what happened, about Pycala and the truth of who she now was…
I had a sad dream the other day. I dreamed of Salvesia. Saly was right next to me, she reached out to me, and when I reached for her hand, she was gone. I saw her lips move to speak but heard nothing. How long had it been since I had seen her? Well, that’s a tricky question. With my connection, I’ve never been able to “See” anyone. But still, she’s been gone for some time. Why did I dream something like that? I once had a mental breakdown as Alzy. I believed all my mates were dead and that I had merely created illusions of them. That they were all an act created by my mind and that none of them were alive anymore, and no one wanted to tell me the truth because it would hurt too much. At that time, I had gone to Saly. She had been staying at Crizar and Valy’s at that time. Shortly after is when she had become my mate properly. I fell back asleep thinking about her.
Only to dream something much sadder… It was home. But it was empty of anyone. Saly walked around alone in silence. The colours of everything were dyed a dark blue. She alone had colour in this place, her pink hair and green eyes, her orange and white dress. That’s funny. Didn’t James once tell me that I had a mate I didn’t know, one who wore an orange dress… Strange, I always wondered if it was Aiya since orange was always her colour… Wait, doesn’t Aiya have Saly’s memories still? For some reason, I always cried when holding Aiya; that’s why we broke it off…
Saly walked around in this dark void of a world, and she found only one other thing with colour. It was a picture. Some time ago, I had crafted a locket, one for each of my mates with pictures of us together or of their children or parents. Saly’s locket sitting in her room was the only other thing to have colour. She cried as she tried to change the picture, but she couldn’t turn it; her hand simply went through it. It was just a simple picture of Alzy and Saly sharing tea with Zazil and Darky. Something that seemed to happen often enough, but it was peaceful moments like those that Saly treasured above all else. She cried in silence.
I woke up only to ask Snow if it was possible Saly was somehow still alive, that she was here all along, that somehow it was just my connection that was broken, that we had been wrong somehow… Snow replied by hugging me, saying that she missed Saly too.
But before I wrote this. I had one more such vision or dream. It was both dark and brought me to tears.
A pink-haired female stood before a wall of fire. She had green eyes, horns on her head and a dragon-like tail. She bathed in a pool of blood and looked up at a red moon. And asked a question. “The future has many masks, death, hope, sadness, despair, happiness, love, peace, war. Which shall yours put on?” And Ash stepped out of the shadow from not far away and called her by the name “Lady Aisevlas Bloodscale”. She replied, “Perhaps yours shall be a mask of blood.”
A girl’s voice calls out, trembling, with deep sadness, in that dark void of a world with no colour. Where only she seemed to remain, she could see only one other. The one she loved, the one she wanted to return to.
“I’ve seen you call my name… I’ve seen you cry for me… I am right here, by your side. I’ve never left. But even when I reach out, I can’t seem to touch you. Even when I shout or cry out your name, you never hear me. You can look right at me but never see me… I’m right here… Why can’t you notice me… I’m right here… I’m right here… yet all I feel are these cold tears.” Is this what it’s like to be a ghost?
Memento Mori