The night sky was filled with intermittent clouds covering the moon light. I was sitting by the porch of the Pack house watching the clouds roll and the moon peek out.
I have remembered Kendrick’s words a while ago in the kitchen. What was he implying?
I rolled my eyes. Ugh. Why does he have to hate me that much? Is it because of the way I approached him the first time?
I grunted and slumped my shoulder when I remembered that I’m gay and he’s, well, homophobic.
I took a deep breath and calmed myself. Why do I have to stress out myself over him?
I leaned over the wall and looked up at the sky. The clouds that blocked it has rolled away and the surroundings got clearer.
Allen.
A soft and solemn male voice snapped me out of my reverie. Who was that? I tilted my head to look and found nothing. I shook my head and shrugged. I might be imagining things again.
I slumped back on the wall again, planning to enjoy the view when the voice got closer.
Allen.
And it started to get creepy. Now I really stood and looked around. But nothing.
Allen, my boy.
“Who are you?” I called out as I embrace myself. Damn. I should have gone home to the Manor.
Allen.
I snapped at my left where the voice comes from and at the edge of the forest where there are less trees, I saw a white wolf. Its eyes were staring straight into mine. Then it slowly went out of the trees and walked towards me. And the silly fear that has enveloped me earlier just vanished without a trace. I’m completely at ease now and it’s peculiar.
The moment the moon light touched its fur, they began to glow. It’s as if the end of every strand has silver glitters making it looked more vibrant. A gush of cold, evening air swept between us.
Just then I noticed its eyes. I think I have seen them before. I am sure.
“Who are you?” I asked.
It came closer and nuzzled towards my face. I don’t know if it was just me or the wolf is really smiling. It may seem odd but I think it did. It was perhaps the kind of smile like it knows something that I don’t.
Then it turned and started walking away. Halfway towards the entry to the forest, it looked back on me.
Come.
And I just felt my feet walking towards the forest. At the back of my mind, I know I should not follow. But the curiosity is way stronger.
Against the thick canopy of the forest, only a little amount of moon rays can pass through but I can see very clearly. I looked back and can still see the pack house. However, when I turned to follow the white wolf, it wasn’t there anymore.
I stopped at my tracks. “What now?” I muttered.
I took a deep breath and face palmed. “Ugh Allen, gather yourself. You are starting to get crazy.” I said to myself. And I realized talking to oneself is not a good sign.
I slumped my shoulder and put my hands inside my pocket and started to walk back to the pack house. Just as I was about to turn around, a guy in a long, white clothes caught my eye. He was standing a few meters away from me and its back was on me so I cannot really see his face. He also has blond hair too.
“Hey.” I called out.
He tilted his head sideways implying that he’s heard me but still I cannot see his face. Then he started walking.
“Uhm. Excuse me. Please wait.” I called out while doing all my best to keep sight of him. My, he’s fast. And to think that he was just walking. I didn’t mind the branches and twigs that hit me every now and then. I just want to talk to him and I don’t know why.
I just got the feeling that he was the white wolf. Well, seems like it.
“Hey mister.” I called out and I am panting now actually. So I stopped just to breathe and I realized where I am.
I am by the lake where Kendrick and I first met. I looked up and was awestruck when I saw no lake but a garden of spring flowers. The moon light is kissing each dew lingering on every foliage.
In the far edge was a circular platform with three pillars equidistant from the center and equidistant from each other. And there, the guy sat.
I took a deep breath and started to walk towards him. But I stopped when a large chestnut-colored wolf came out of the forest opposite of my direction. It walked straight towards the guy in white and seem to sit down. I realized it was shifting back into its human form.
And I was taken aback when I saw the face of the person standing in front of the guy in white. It was Kendrick!
For a moment there, I don’t know what to do. There is something inside me that is revolting. I don’t understand why I feel this way while seeing the two of them so intimate. I don’t understand why I feel this way just by seeing the look in Kendrick’s eyes as he stare at the person in white whose back was still on me.
Wait a minute, they are both guys and it would contradict to what Kendrick is-homophobic. And homophobes don’t do things like this.
And it dawned on me. I almost trip when I hurried towards them. I can’t believe what I’m seeing.
“Raven!” I blurted out.
Then Raven’s eyes drifted off from the person and stared at me. Then the most wonderful thing happened-he smiled. I can’t help but smile too. So this is how Kendrick would look like if he smiles.
As I get closer, he sort of say something to the person in front of him and pointed at me. The person in white turned around to face me. The moment our eyes locked, it seems that the time has stopped. My feet have stopped running as well and I felt rooted upon the ground.
The person smiled at me but I cannot smile back. How can I when I am staring at myself smiling at me?
It’s okay Allen. And that voice was his.
I saw Raven shimmered and dissolved into tiny fragments beside the person who looked like me. He stretched out his hand toward me but he also began to shimmer and dissolve in tiny fragments.
I’ll be with you. He said and vanished with its tiny fragments swirling up, carried by the wind.
I followed it with my eyes until it completely vanished. And it seems so hard to believe that someone who looked like me a lot had lived thousands of years ago. And what’s more unbelievable is the fact that that person is connected to Raven Hayes.
Suddenly I felt stiff and I can’t breathe. It seems that all air passage way have been blocked and I feel like drowning. I coughed and held my breath. I looked up and saw the moon light but it seems like I am staring at it from deep part of an ocean and the pressure is tremendous against my chest.
My lungs are burning and I’m desperate to get out of this water but I can’t move. My body does not respond. I coughed once more and the last bubble of air went out from my mouth. My vision was blurring and I could see my hair dangling just above my forehead. They were glowing and the last thing I see was a shadow of a man covering the moon light and there was a hand pulling me.
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