The fallen

Taking to the sky

I wake with no air in my lungs as i jump from sleep gasping and clawing at my throat. as i finally feel the rush of air reach my lungs i start to calm down and turn to the clock, it was 5:30A.M. Great another dream this has to stop soon or I’m going to go insane!! I peel myself out of bed and head to the shower.

Taking a shower after a long hellish night mare is always the best trust me i should know. As I’m washing the warm water and soap out of my hair i feel a light burning sensation on my inside wrist of my right hand i rinse what was left out of my face and look at my hand. There burning hotter the more i looked at it was four star shaped tattoos burning its way onto my skin. The stars grew smaller as it reached more to my inner elbow. I lightly graze it afraid it would flare up and burn more of my skin but it’s cool to the touch now and the light glowing from it slowly diminishes and all that’s left is the black marks from it. I stood there puzzled till the water turned icy cold and my teeth started chattering, I shut the water off and get out to dry. As i do this i look at my reflection. I was always told that my parents must have been gods because i had the genetics of the Greeks; my face was a golden brown shade that never darkened or lightens like most peoples, my eyes were a weird green colour if you looked at it at the right angle you would say they were glowing, my curly brown hair hung in ringlets all the way down my back dripping wet still as I dried off my legs, I was 6’4 most of me was my legs and my arms. As I finish drying off I wrap the towel around myself and head to my closet to pick out an outfit to day. I glance over and see it’s almost three in the morning I sigh.  Why do theses dreams keep happening to me. I should start from the beginning my name is Seraphina fallna, I’m 17 years old and I’m adopted. I’ve been living with my adopted parents since I was four my real parents were killed in a car crash. Well that’s what everyone says but I don’t believe that one bit but anyway continuing on with my story ,me and my parents moved to a town over a year ago, not one  you need to know about seeing you wouldn’t know where it was to begin with so it’s not important anyway where was I oh moving towns yeah my parent s work as librarian’s and so they were moved to a new one a year ago and me being under there legal hand till I’m 18 which is a few years from now I had to move with them .Yeah that all seems fine and dandy and stuff put that’s when the dream kept occurring. Where I wake up in a destroyed city and all around me are corpses and dark creatures who have wings of angels and I’m one of them and I always run no matter what I run away from everything in to the forest to the clip and I jump flying away and like always I never get away , plummeting into the rocks or whatever is under the cliff I never actually know because that’s when I wake up covered in sweat just like now