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1. Scene 8-03


‘Neven!’

I opened my eyes; white lilies, ginger leaves, baby breath and red roses swam into my view. My head throbbed as if I had been clobbered from behind.

‘Oh.’

‘You’re okay.’

‘Okay?’ I cursed. I was nauseous, my head pounded with pain and, on top of all that, I was grumpy as hell. ‘Ele – I feel like crap!’

‘At least you are feeling,’ Ele chimed and flashed me a smile like some sort of peace offering.

I eased into a sitting position and stared into Ele’s glistening eyes. They seemed kind and innocent. Seemed.

‘Why did you show me that vision?’

Ele frowned, perplexed. Her frown changed into an expression of concern.

‘I only hoped to show what was in your heart; the core memory of your soul that is keeping you from remembering who you truly are.’

‘In my heart?’

‘Yes.’

Ele explained, as an elemental she was able to draw out memories from a person’s mind like water drawn from a pool. She explained how Mother Earth was made up of four base elements: Earth, Air, Fire and Water, and each were connected by threads of energy they called “Synapsiums”.

‘By connecting to the Synapsium in your heart, I was able to draw out the memory.’

She sat, crossed-leg, before me; her earthly gown spreading out over the cold hard ground like soft patches of dew-fresh grass.

‘Please, tell me of this memory?’ She asked with a voice that resembled the pitter-patter of raindrops, which came after a bitter storm.

I sighed and told her then wished I hadn’t when her reaction turned into one of anger. The whole cave darkened. I felt a cold hand grip my heart and squeeze. ‘I… breathe…’ Each breath burned up my throat. When I felt I was about to die, the pain went away and light returned to the cave.

Ele stood and faced the dark fissure. ‘160 years ago, the Realm of Leinard was once known as the Kingdom of Greater Marc, and was controlled by a human monarchy.’

I was surprised when Ele turned to me with a warm smile. ‘I learnt the human ways from a good man who ended up being the last king.’

She then elaborated on her history. As she spoke of her past, I found my mind wandering into it and seeing a completely different and wondrous world.

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