Liam lets go of my hand, the warmth escapes and I’m replaced with the chill of loneliness. My eyes begin to glow and Liam disappears, I close my eyes trying to make the glow disappear, someone taps me on the shoulder, I glance up and see a young woman smiling,
“Who are you?”
“I would ask you the same thing if I haven’t been stuck in here for years.”
“Where..is here?”
“Your head, can’t you tell? Haven’t you seen your own memories, seen your own way to cope? You’re just seeing what you want.”
“That can’t be, Liam was just here and I felt his hand, I felt his warmth.”
“Or did you want someone to be next to you and comfort you, without The Soulmate Touch.”
“I didn’t come here for more questions, I wanted them answered! Who are you?”
“My name is Ultima,” She takes a step towards me, the room lights up revealing a small room. I knew this room, though I tried to forget, “Do you remember me? Do you remember anything about this, how we met, how I became stuck in here,” I shake my head, trying to forget, trying not to bring the memories back, “It’s okay, they can’t hurt you here.” The world shook around us, my balance loosened and I fell into Ultima’s warm arms. I opened my eyes, the view changed. We stood in a child’s room, the bed was pink with frills covering the bottom. A small doll house quietly creaked as a young child with shaggy brown hair tip toed, opening the doll-house. Her arms covered in gauze, blood soaking through her left side. The child was me. Dolls laid gently in her bruised hands, the child smiles slightly,
“Mother says I can’t play with toys anymore. I’m 7, I’m a grown-up now, I don’t feel very grown up.” A sniffle, a hiccup, and then the tears pour,
My face clenches, and I turn away,“ I can’t watch this.” Ultima stands still, watching the child, the crying became louder as the pain in her body grew, the bandages soaking and dripping,
“This is the first time Trinie experimented with you,” Ultima said, “she finally found how to channel your light and attempted to extract it.”
“I know what this is!” I shout, Ultima squeezes my hand, wiping tears from my face,
“But it’s more than that,” The child’s wimpers begin to diminish, a woman held her, a woman with the same frosty hair as Ultima. The woman whispers into the child’s ear, she sniffs slightly nodding gently. A bright flash clouds my vision, when it clears the child was asleep on her bed, new bandages, and a smile on her face, “This was the moment that I saved you. The reason why you aren’t waking up, the reason why you can’t remember the worst moments with Trinie.”
“You’re the reason why I’m not waking up?”
Ultima nods, “That would be correct. I’m holding you back, because of your trauma. You’re subconsciously scared that if you wake up you’ll get hurt again.”
“That isn’t subconscious. I know I’m scared.” I mumble,
“Novus I’ve been with you longer than either of us can comprehend. You’ve helped me, and I’ve helped you a lot, but I’m going to help you one last time before we leave.”
“How can you do that? You’re not helping me you’re just-”
She interrupts me, “No more visions. I’m going to bring someone to you.”
“How can you do that?”
“They’re asleep. Everyone in the castle except Radial, who was working with Yanamarie.”
“Yana?”
Ultima smiles sadly , “Surprise.”
“Wait, I’m not ready to-” Ultima snaps her fingers and the world shift, we’re standing in front of the Crystal of Light. Radial sat in his chair mumbling and twirling his pencil, Yana laid down on an air mattress, fast asleep. Peaceful. Beautiful. Ultima snaps her fingers once again, Yana jolts up, her body still on the bed, her spirit awake,
“Hello Yanamarie.” Ultima said coldly, Yana’s posture changes, she slinks down, looking guilty almost.
“Why are you doing this to me again? It wasn’t me, it was-”
“Him. I know that now. I’m not here to scorn you, someone else needs you.”
Yana turns her head, our eyes meet. She stares me down, takes a deep breath,
“I don’t want to talk to her.”
Ultima grabs Yana’s arm, she flinches,
“She wants to talk to you.”
Silence, no one makes a move. Awkward and unbearable. Until Yana takes a deep breath, closes her eyes, and says, “I’m sorry,” she walks beside me, examining my body, then I remembered I still wore my crowning dress, “I really do love this dress.”
“It’s uncomfortable,” I mumble, “but thank you.”
Yana smiles, her arm wraps around my waist, magic flows through her hand and the outfit changes, a hoodie and jeans, comfortable.
“You’ve been asleep for a week now. No one knows what to do. I don’t know what to do, I didn’t want any of this to happen, I just want you-” she stops, her face drops and she bites her lip, “I want you to wake up so I can apologize properly.”
A lie, truthful in one way, something deeper underneath, “If you didn’t want me to get hurt, then why follow the orders of the Unspoken.” I ask,
Yana pauses, “I had no choice, he can possess those weak to darkness, I’m hardly ever awake around him, but not anymore. I’m free from his control and I can help you!”
“How can I trust you? How do we know you won’t turn on us when I let you roam around.”
Yana moves towards my hand, hesitates, then crosses her arms, “I’m tired, tired of him. All the pain that has been caused over these realities. Let me make up for it, by being right next to you.”
We both stop, there is an awkward pause. Radial sat tinkering at his table, it filled the silence, until we both stare at him, Radial bangs down his hammer, on one of his fingers, he shouts in pain and bites his lip, Yana’s body flickers, she was waking up, “Yana, I want to trust you, I..I think I do, but I feel like.”
“Like we’ve met before?” she smiles, “princess you have no idea.”
And in a blink, she was gone. Her body jolts up and she’s tending to Radial, but I couldn’t hear them. I couldn’t hear Ultima. I was stuck, in the limbo of confusion with the Crystal of Light floating above me and my sinful thoughts.
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