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"Full Moon" - Parts 1&2
Part I
Running...something was behind her, but she couldn't see...her legs ached,
scratches marked her skin, her
nightgown was torn...she was so tired, but she couldn't stop, she couldn't
give in...give in to what? What was
she running from; who was chasing her? She tried hard to remember but in
vain. Help! She was screaming as
she fell, something had grabbed her leg, no...she tripped, she was
falling, falling. There was no ground, she just
fell...then it was dark, cold and black. She could feel warmth radiating
down her neck, it wasn't air...someone
was close behind her, breathing hard, she could feel their arms reaching
around her, a hand touched her
face...she screamed...but no sound escaped her lips...
Elly sat straight up in her bed. She struggled to gain control of her
breathing as she surveyed the familiar
surroundings. She was home, in her bedroom, everything was normal It
was just a dream. Her long hair still
clung to her face and a cold sweat was visible on her skin. Throwing the
covers off of her, she jumped from her
bed and walked to the bathroom. She didn't turn on the light, the moon
was strangely comforting.
All I need is a good shower, and then it will all go away. The cold
water hit her hard, causing her to gasp in
surprise, but she refused to turn it up. I need to wake up, it's too
dangerous to sleep now. Her mind was
racing, despite her attempts to calm herself. I can't keep running from
him, he's not real, it's just my
imagination. She shivered as the memory of his touch and closeness
surfaced in her mind, It seemed so real,
but how, that's impossible! She shook the disturbing thought from her
head, turned off the shower and
stepped out.
Walking to her room, she towel-dried her hair, and put on a clean, soft
cotton nightgown. She directed a
longing look towards her bed No, you can't sleep right now, it's too
soon...you need to forget. She closed
her eyes briefly and walked out of the room. The blue numbers on the
microwave read 2:00 AM, but she was
wide-awake now. The light tinkling of the wind chimes on the porch could
be heard through the open window,
soothing her, calling her to go outside. As she stepped onto the porch,
the warm air graced her skin and she
breathed deeply, inhaling the scents of spring flowers on the breeze.
"Elly..." it was so quiet, she barely heard it. The name seemed to float
on the wind. She passed it off as her
imagination and relaxed a little as she looked down on her yard. It
looks so peaceful, everything is silver...it's
amazing. It was quiet outside. With the exception of the chimes,
everything was still, almost as if the whole
world were anticipating something extraordinary.
"Elly...", there it was again, louder, there was no denying it this time.
She spun around, frantically searching for
the speaker. "Who are you, leave me alone!", she cried. "You know who I
am Elly, you saw me in your
dreams..." Her face turned a ghostly pale as she realized no one was
there. Holding her arms close to her, she
asked quietly, trembling, "What do you want from me?"
Part II
"Come with me, Elly..." The words floated lightly through the air, just
barely audible over her furiously beating
heart. She took a few deep breaths, and tried to calm herself. "Why
can't I see you, show yourself to me!" At
first there was no answer. She looked first around her, and then above,
hoping to see a glimmer of movement
from anything at all. But all there was to greet her eyes was a
star-speckled sky and a shimmering moon.
Finally, he spoke. "It's not that easy" he said, his voice low and
tempting "first...you must believe."
What is he talking about, how can I believe in something that isn't
there, I must be going crazy. Again no
answer, leaving her a few moments in which she began to fear that she
was right. "You're not crazy Elly. What
you're hearing is very real." She spun around, her weary eyes once again
scanning the silver-tipped landscape.
"How did you know what I was thinking? Can you hear my thoughts?" His
voice came again, this time as if he
were right beside her, whispering in her ear. "I know every thought that
goes through your head...we are one,
and I have come to find the part of me that I am missing. Believe in me
Elly."
"Please tell me who you are," she pleaded quietly. "I am Aidan, King of
the Fae, and I have come to take you away from this world. I have
traveled far to find you, and I will not give up easily." She took a
step back, trying desperately to comprehend what
he was telling her. Can it be true, how is it possible? It was only a
dream. But the name...Aidan...it sounded
so familiar... "How can I believe you? Give me some proof that you're
even there at all, that I'm not just
dreaming all this!" She waited, confused and scared, for his reply but
none came. And then, a gentle, yet
persistent urging close your eyes it said, and she obeyed.
At first she felt nothing, but then a soft, cool breeze began to float
around her and she could feel someone at her
side. Wispy tendrils of his hair, brushed against her face, causing her
to shiver slightly. She could feel his
garments moving against her thin nightgown. A gentle touch graced her
forehead, a hand, and it moved down
her face, tracing her eyes...her cheek...her mouth. She tried to pull away,
as fear began to overwhelm her
senses, but he refused to let her go. He pulled her closer to him and
she could feel his warm breath on her face.
A tingle of electricity, partly fear and partly excitement, shot through
her and her heart skipped a beat, as his
lips gently, but insistently pressed against her own. He wrapped his
strong arms firmly around her body, holding
her tightly to him. Leaning closer, he whispered softly, "Elly...I am as
real as you are...just believe it, don't
push it all away." She couldn't stand it any longer; she pulled back
fiercely and opened her eyes. Immediately, all
of her senses told her that he was gone. Looking out over the vast yard
that spanned before her, she felt lost...
confused... scared... but most of all, utterly alone.
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