On the day of Emily Lilac's fifteenth birthday, her father gives her a purple amulet - a lilac amulet – an ancient relic of her family. When she puts it around her neck, her world, her life changes.
She discovers that she is not human. And neither is everyone else.
She is part of the new generation of Psychics in a world of monsters. She is one of the only, one of the rarest species in existence and she is the key to ending the war between the two most powerful species around.
And in the midst of it all, there is a love. A Gravern and an Eternal come together, set apart because of the war, and must keep down in fear of death.
So Emily fights: not for the Eternals from the sky; not for the Graverns from the ground; but for the love that her friends share.


20. Morning

“Are you okay Emily? You look flushed.” My mother says when I walk into the kitchen in the morning.

“Yeah, I guess, I’m okay. I had a bad dream, and it kind of freaked me out.”

“Oh darling!” She runs up to me and gives me a great big hug. “Would it make you feel better to share it with me? Or not, it really is okay if you don’t want to.”

“No no, it’s okay. I’d prefer to talk about it anyway.”

“Okay then sweetie. How did it start?”

“Well, I was in a field that had no end. I could see me in the third person, nine years old, talking to the sky. The sky was meant to be God, I think. I don’t really believe in God to be honest, but that’s what it was like. That’s what I was doing.”

“So what was this God you were talking to saying to you?”

“He – yes it was defiantly a ‘he’– told me that it was time for me to grow up.”

“Okay, what did you say?”

“I said no. I said that I didn’t want to and I wasn’t ready to grow up just yet.”

“Interesting. Please, keep going?”

“Oh yeah, and I kept saying that I had unfinished business. I needed to stay young to do this thing. I have no idea what it was, but I was so insistent that I had to do this thing before I grew up. It was obviously very important to me because I begged this God for ages to stay young. I wanted at least one day to do this thing. And God got mad and suddenly I wasn’t in this field anymore. I was on a piece of rock, a flat piece of rock, and it was floating in lava. The lava was never ending as well. God started speaking in an angrier voice and was demanding that I grew up immediately.”

“This doesn’t sound like such a good dream. Not a good dream at all.”

“It really wasn’t. I didn’t enjoy it at all. Then, even after I told him not to, he made me grow up anyway. He just changed me. Boom, then I was an adult. I started making sarcastic comments to him and he got sick of me. I told him I’d jump into the lava if he didn’t change me back, but he somehow pushed me. He said that I wouldn’t do it, I wouldn’t jump because he’d push me instead. So he did. And I woke up.  It, well, let’s just say it wasn’t fun. It wasn’t great. It was awful, horrible. I hated it.”

“Oh god, I’m not surprised that you didn’t like it. I know I wouldn’t like it either. Listen, every dream has a meaning. Do you have any ideas about what it’s about?”

“Growing up. I’m afraid. It just happened all of a sudden. If I had known or got time to think about it or got time to prepare I would have been fine. Just it all happened so fast! Why did it happen that way? Why didn’t anyone prepare me for it?

“Realistically, what do you think you would have done if you knew?”

“Probably thought it was awesome and counted down the days until my fifteenth birthday. At least I would have known it was going to happen.”

“ Would you? Maybe you would have afraid. Maybe you would have not believed me. Maybe you would have committed suicide on the night before your fifteenth birthday.”

“I wouldn’t have done that!”

“Not necessarily you, but other kids may have done that. We can’t be sure.”

“How can you be sure of how I’ll react when I’m told on the day it happens?”

“Generally it’s a more positive reaction. There actually have been scientific investigations into this exact question.” My mum says with a knowing smile.

“Okay, you win. Can I have some breakfast now?”

“Sure honey, there’s some on the table.” I walk into the living room forgetting what I actually wanted to talk to my mum about. Already at the table are my brothers, Sam and Will.

“Hey bros. How are you guys?” I ask them.

“Muh.” Says Sam. He normally only talks to me in grunts just like almost all boys I know. Will is a little more social.

“I’m tired. Very, very tired. I really don’t want to be up this morning. How about you?” He says to me.

“I’m okay thanks, but I did have a nightmare last night. I didn’t like it.”

“I’m not at all surprised. Not many people like nightmares you know.” I give Will an evil look.

“Shut up! I don’t want to talk about it anymore. At all. So please, don’t go on about it. What do you want to talk about?” I say, maybe a little bit too quickly.

“I want to watch television. Do you?” Will suggests.

“Yes. Well it depends on what you want to watch.” I say. Sam just grunts.

“I’m going to put on Sponge Bob Square Pants. Does anyone have any objections to that?”

“Nope, that’s cool.” I say. Sam just grunts. Again.

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