Dreamer

Chapter 2- Changing Winds

Chapter 2- Changing Winds

                Being hidden to the world in a dark castle, watching her friends grow up and die through a tiny crystal ball, and not talking, speaking, or seeing anyone for more than a dozen centuries, I became lonely.

                I spent my time memorizing the map of the large castle.  I learned every passageway; the one in the library, activated by the slice painting lead to the secret library, the third cookbook on the right on the bookshelf in the kitchen lead to a door taking you into the dead flower greenhouse, and the vase on the entryway table took you underground into a secret study.  I tried my best to keep the castle looking the least like there was a ghost living here, because there is.

                As you can see, I get lonely in a giant castle all by myself.  I have never seen someone since my living.  No one visits the haunted castle; my guess is that it is too isolated as it is in the middle of the ocean in an island smack dead center of a valley, between mountains, between jungles.  A few times I would look into my crystal ball I could see people trying to find the island but getting lost in the jungles but only a few even made it to the mountains. 

                Retrieving myself back from my fate, I get up from my soft bed and start day number 443,886 in my haunted castle.  I take myself to my secret study and do my daily check up on my crystal ball.

                “What’s going on today?” I asked the ball as if it was a person and it lit up as if it really was one.

                Stepping even closer to it, I peered into its glass and looked at the image it displayed for my eyes.  It was showing a boat traveling on the seas getting closer and closer to the castle each second.

                “Another person trying to find the castle?” I asked myself.  “Well let’s see who’s on this one.”

                I closed my eyes and thought hard. Show me the travelers, I spoke in my head as the image of the boat zoomed into the ship and I could see who was in it.

                It was a decent sized boat.  It had four bedrooms (but two were used for storage), two bathrooms, one kitchen, and a little couch.  The person steering the boat was clearly an experienced explorer.  On the couch slept a boy that looked around my age (well, how old I was before I sort of died).  He was cute, or I was just overwhelmed by seeing another boy my age.  He had short dark brown hair and was fit.

 Looking at the boy gave me shivers and I accidentally bumped the table, knocking the crystal ball off the table and shattering on the ground.

“Noooo!” I screamed.  “This is not happening! No no no no no no no!”

I lunged to the ground and prayed for the ball to be ok even though I heard myself the shattering of glass.  Closing my eyes I thought even harder, please be ok!

With my eyes still closed, I pushed myself forward and used my hand to search for the broken glass.  Instead, I grabbed a little piece of paper.  Confused, I opened my eyes, sat up, and pulled the delicate paper to me. 

Obviously old, the crumpled paper nearly evaporated in my ghostly hands.  I carefully pulled the note open and read it.

You’re fate has changed

That’s all it said.  Just those words that as soon as I finished reading, the note actually did vanish from my hands.  

I tried to get up but before I did, I was physically lifted off the ground into the air.  I could not control it at all.  Before I knew it, my entire opaque body was dragged off the cold ground and floating in mid air.  What was going on?