Chapter 7: Chapter 6
Axion's P.O.V.
Singing. That's what I hear as I stand before a vast lake in a forest clearing. The sky is clear blue with tufts of white cloud here and there. The lake is calm and there's a breeze blowing. The singing is so soft and melodic. I close my eyes and sigh at how serene it makes me. Like there are no worries in the world. I can't exactly make out the words that are being sung, but even so just the sound is peaceful. I follow it, wanting to find the source. I travel around the lake and soon see a grassy path worn down from much use. I follow it and am delighted to hear that it's getting louder. When I'm quite deep in the forest I can make out that the singing voice is female.
I start to jog for who knows how long before the lyrics start becoming clearer to me. She's singing about love. About someone stealing her heart. About finding true happiness and finding her soulmate. It seems like an hour before I find a woman sitting upon a fallen log along the path. Her back is to me and she doesn't seem to hear my footsteps. I don't say anything and continue to listen to her singing.
"Here is my heart,
please keep it from harm.
Wrap it in love
and give it your charm.
Fill it with joy,
passion, and pleasure.
Don't let it get lonely,
tame it with laughter."
When she stops I'm disappointed. I want her to go on, but instead, she turns to look at me, not at all surprised or startled. She gives me a smile, "Hello there, youngling."
"H-hello," I reply shyly. The woman is beautiful. Everything about her is flawless. Her skin and face and posture. It's elegant and sophisticated. She moves with a grace that is genuine, like she learned to move like that and perfected it when she was young. She has her long black hair braided to the bottom of her back. Flowers are woven into it. She wears a simple coral pink dress. She's barefooted and has a friendly air to her. She doesn't look much older than me. Her lips are a natural pink that accents well with her skin.
"Come sit with me, you have nothing to be afraid of." She pats the spot next to her on the log. I walk over and take the seat. "I have something I want to tell you, Axion."
"What is it?" I know I'm dreaming. That this isn't real and it's all my imagination. I go along with it anyway.
"I want to give you some advice about your mark," she gestures to my hand. I look down and gasp. My glove is gone and the mark is different. It looks as if it grew from what it was, as impossible as that is. But this is just a dream so it may not be real. The mark now twists and curls along my forearm from the back of my hand, spiraling around my wrist. "Yes, now that you've awakened, your mark has transformed along with other things as you will find. But I must tell you something very important."
"What is it?" I ask confused.
"Your mark has special abilities, but there is one that I need to tell you about because the Elder doesn't know about it. It's something only two of the mark holders have."
"Mark holders? There's more like me?"
"Yes, but another time, alright?" I nod. "Your mark is special, Axion. There is another similar to it on a boy. You'll meet him in the future. But there is a saying about them, 'When the two marks, like two halves of a heart, meet and intertwine, they will call to each other when they are in need the most.' Remember this, because it will be very important to you. It'll help you discover happiness when it seems like there is none."
"What do you mean?"
"You will see. I cannot tell you more, sweet Axion."
"But-"
"I have to go now, but I will visit you again soon, youngling." The woman stands up and faces me with a shining smile. "Goodbye." She turns and walks in the direction of the lake.
"What's your name?!" I blurt out.
She pauses without turning. "They call me....Lilith." She turns again and then the dream washes from my vision suddenly.
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