"Denon"

"Wake Up… It's time for you to fly."

I've been living in my room for ages now. I could feel so much fear coming through. But then I heard that noise. It was calming, and it gave me a sense of relief. I heard this voice every day and it talked to me until I went to sleep. But today he didn't come.

I waited and waited and waited...

But he didn't show up. I couldn't sleep much that night. That morning I opened my eyes to a person who was shaking me and trying to wake me up. I couldn't recognize him at first, but I knew who he was when he spoke.

"Oh. So you are Denon... sorry I couldn't recognize your voice, especially through the wall."

His facial expression made me remember who he was. Tears started rolling down my cheeks. I tried to get up to give him a hug. But my stomach disagreed with me.

"No need to get up, you haven't eaten for days. Here you go, this is all I could find."

and he offered me a small steamed potato...

I couldn't hold myself back, as my hand touched the potato. I ate the potato as fast as I could.

Once I finished I felt my strength coming back.

I started to get sleepy. I couldn't keep my eyes open. I only heard the last sentence he told me.

"I'm proud of you, my son. But it's time for you to go back to the living. Be their hope. You have to understand and discover your destiny in this world."

As I opened my eyes a second time, I realized that I had left that cuffed room. I couldn't describe the feeling I felt in that dream, or maybe…

IT WAS ANOTHER REALITY…

-To Be Continued

Edited By: Bhuvanesh

Written By: Ian