In the forest
Running is all I've been doing, with my body covered in that sticky liquid.
I can't stop now.
I can't stop after I've come this far.
"Stop, you can't escape!"
One of them shouted behind me.
again
Among the trees, I could see something shining in the distance, which I thought was a small speck of water.
I ran faster until I got to that lake-like spot, got on my knees, panting from exhaustion, and started drinking water with my hands quickly so I could continue.
I turned around in fear to check if they had caught me or not.
I found them standing a few metres away from me and not moving.
What happened to them?
Why didn't they come to catch me?
I was puzzled to say,
"No, I will not do it!"".
I said it categorically and with angry expressions.
"Miss, it's for your own good. You can't stay like this in the sight of other creatures. This will put you in danger. You must go back. If someone finds out who you are, you will be killed mercilessly."
I knocked for a while before replying again.
"I won't; why don't you force me?"
I smiled to the side, a tone of stubbornness in my voice.
Now something I don't like will happen.
The two of them looked at each other a little before one of them came forward, and I got ready to run again for my life.
But I froze when I saw him fall to the ground, and the sound of his anguished cries filled the place.
My eyes widened in a frightful way, watching the changes in his body as if it were spontaneously burning, and it was only moments before it turned to ashes.
My jaw dropped in horror; I can't comprehend what just happened; my eyes can hardly believe it; and my mind is not working as hopefully.
The other one just walked away in fear and left me alone.
I spent a couple of minutes trying to rectify the situation before I got up cautiously from where I was and got a little closer to where the guard was standing.
His corpse has turned into wind-blown dust.
My eyes moved around him to find that next to him were many dry branches that were neatly stacked, as if someone had placed them in this way.
I felt a strange setting in me, getting closer to the edge of the twigs, and cautiously extended my hand after it.
But nothing!
Turning my eyeballs, I follow that row of twigs to find that it extends uniformly into the woods.
"It looks like a border."
This made me guess that whoever placed it was the protective boundary of the area; that was strange.
And somehow I managed to get past it without damage, and that was the strangest thing!
I don't think I've ever been here without being caught.
I shook my head, slowed my defensive muscles, and ignored my surroundings for a few minutes before heading back to the lake again.
I pulled the cover off my head.
Look at my reflection in the water with contempt.
My long black robe looked filthy because of the stiff blood that covered it and my clothes underneath as well. The features of my face were almost invisible because of the blood clots and dust on them.
Was that the first time you had met me in centuries?
A faint smile crossed my frozen lips, waving my fangs out. I don't remember what I looked like.
This is not the same as in my memory.
Quietly, I took off my clothes and slowly went down to the cold water.
A few moans leaked from my lips because the cold streams of water were stinging my wounds.
May it cleanse my soul.
"Wow, I look like a monster."
With my hands, I wiped lightly over my emaciated body, passing it softly over the deep wounds there, removing the dry remnants of the skin and the clotted blood from over it, washing my face several times, and the clean water permeating between my long locks.
It took me minutes to get my body partly clean.
At least I looked like something, even more alive than me.
I got up to pick up my dirty clothes and looked at her.
I kicked him away from me, and the robe wrapped around my bare body. I had to, so I couldn't stay like that.
I filled my lungs with air and took my feet to wander around without a destination or a goal.
I go where my soul desires.
Nothing was the sum total of my feelings and thoughts.
Everything was quiet and somewhat empty before I felt a breath share the emptiness with me.
My senses focused on her as she started panting madly and caught the sound of her enemy's voice in my direction.
I could feel it; it was only a matter of moments, and I saw a grey wolf running towards me.
"This is really what I was missing."
"What do I do? What do I do?"
I hissed in exasperation, taking my breath away. I could still hear his angry breath right behind me, a good distance away from mine.
Then my mind realised that I had left the boundaries of protection.
I increased my speed in spite of the pain piercing my feet until I reached the right speed and hid from the sight of that creature, making my way back to that stretch of twigs.
I raised my head a little to see a large, worn-out wooden house in front of me, which made me furrow my eyebrows as soon as the appearance of that house appeared.
A sudden pain spread in my head, darkening my eyes as a result of that house, similar to what is in the fold of memory.
I immediately stood up, my legs drooping by the sudden stop. I fell to the ground, my body flipping carelessly on the grass to harvest some superficial scratches.
When I finally calmed down, I breathed a sigh of relief, feeling my eyeballs revolve in their eyes and my mind move.
Slowly I straightened up, feeling every muscle and bone in my body complaining of fatigue. I exhaled resolutely at my command and walked closer to that wooden house, blinking in bewilderment.
It was so big and so worn out, as if it had been deserted from antiquity, and in the nooks and crannies, something shivered in my heart.
The wooden door looked so worn out and easy to break, so I simply pushed it to the ground and went inside with mixed feelings.
Something of fear, anxiety, sadness, and nostalgia invaded my confusion and made me distracted.
That house was full of dirt, all the furniture covered with white sheets that showed no signs of life in the place, but I began to call.
"Hello, is there anybody in here?"".
And every time all I received was silence answering me, I realised that he was already deserted, but when his aura overlapped with a strange familiarity with my being,
I touched the stairs, still having strange feelings, and went up to a room that seemed to be a bedroom. In the middle was a large bed with a white coverlet.
Exhaustion enveloped my mind, which made him neglect my body on that bed, but I was quickly shoved to the ground in pain.
Damn, this thing is harder than rock!
I rubbed my lower back in pain and straightened when I saw a tall skeleton next to the closet. I carefully removed the white sheet from it, but it turned out to be a completely heroic mirror!
I looked at my face, devoid of the colours of life and the pallor of my being, and my eyes were as pale blue as grey.
My stare in the mirror was interrupted by the angry voice that roared in my stomach, telling me that I had not fed this miserable body for two days.
"Let's bring you food."
I disappeared, but after a few seconds, I came back when I wanted to.
"Let's put something on first."
I opened the closet so that I might find any piece of cloth that might cover my naked body, but instead of clothes, I was met with dust, which broke into my breath, and I began to cough.
I opened my eyes again, and the closet was empty—only a few large candles and a large chest.
I was curious and puzzled over my eyebrows.
That seems a bit mysterious.
I checked that box. It has scarlet drops that look like blood.
I pulled the box out with difficulty due to its weight, and a blow of dust from above showed me where the lock was.
"Where is the key?"
I muttered quietly to myself, searching among the candles in the cupboard for the key to the box but finding nothing.
I sat in front of him in frustration, internally wondering about its contents.
Like I can!
I stared at the lock in confusion before its figure roamed my mind, causing a painful crack in my memory.
"the key"
"the key"
I repeated it carefully, touching the solid object hanging around my neck.
I stripped off that necklace that had the key!
"So this is the key!"
The curiosity inside me was increasing; everything inside me was burning and chaotic, as if everything in my life had no meaning a while ago, and now it does.
I didn't know where you got it from. Why is it in my neck? but he was always there, hanging close to my heart. It reminds me that I have to keep it for a while.
I inserted the key into the lock and turned it hesitantly and slowly until it opened quickly.
In fact, I panicked a little and got closer to see what was inside.
I saw a roll of paper and a strangely shaped piece of stone attached to a necklace that I had picked up with my own hand.
message ?
A message from someone!
And because I have the key
It is intended for whoever owns it.
It was a painting of a small family; their faces were blurred and not clear, but they looked familiar!
