"Siax..."
"Welcome to our world, fellow dusk."
"What?" Maxsodin felt like she was shrinking. What was he talking about!? She wasn't a dusk! It was just a dream...!
Siax grabbed her hand, not forcefully by any means. Maxsodin couldn't pull away if she wanted to. Everything was numb.
"I'm not a dusk..." Maxsodin voice was shrinking. It grew smaller and smaller until it was gone.
Siax wasn't listening. He stared at the palm of her hand, then drew his claw-like nails across it.
"It won't be long, IV." He said, releasing her hand. It seemed to float back to Maxsodin, four deep cuts diagonal across her hand. She stared at them. With them came no pain.
She opened her mouth to say something; what, not even she knew. Maxsodin still couldn't speak.
"You won't last long, IV. You'll resist, but not long now and you'll be back. Permanently."
"No!" Maxsodin snapped her eyes open, her heart beating in her throat. She looked around. It was a minute before she recalled where she was.
Almost immediately after moving her hand, Maxsodin gave a strangled cry of pain. She drew it to her face. On the palm was four deep diagonal cuts, oozing blood.
The words of Siax echoed above the pounding of her own heart. It won't be long.... not long now and you'll be back. Permanently.
The pain throbbed relentlessly through her hand. Maxsodin bit her lip to hold back tears, drawing blood. What? Would she be killed soon or something? It couldn't... Nexan wouldn't allow it...
Maxy looked up. Braxyd was taking forever. She wondered what was taking him so long...
Clutching her blood-stained hand to her chest, Maxsodin set off to find him, trying feverishly to forget the dream.
No comments:
Post a Comment