"Skyborn, sweet Skyborn Here be lain in this human form Skyborn, you shall sing no more"

The Skyborn are creatures who fly through space, living among the above. When girl, a Skyborn girl, is pushed through a wormhole towards planet earth a tale of adventure is sure to unfold. With a tangle of memories and nightmares, revenge and belonging can she find out where she belongs


7. Skyline - Chapter six

We galloped through the forest; Tyrell was slightly in front of me. I could ride, but I wasn’t brilliant. Tyrell was riding Nessus; a tall, strong horse, he was a pretty chestnut colour and he had four white socks; they were all the same height, except the one on his right foreleg went up to his knee. He also had a blaze down his nose, which was slightly wonky. I was riding Skylar, finally he was old enough. He had grown into the most beautiful horse imaginable; to me anyway. He was a dapple grey as Tyler had told me; with white blotches all over his body. His mane was grey and so was his tail, except it was golden on the end; a bit like my hair.

I spurred Skylar forward. I knew he could go faster than Nessus. Tyler and I were racing to the river, on the edge of the forest. He looked over at me and furrowed his brow; he then smirked and made Nessus go faster.

We both got to the river at the same time. Neither of us had any intention of losing, so no one did; however nobody won either. We let the horses drink and we stood by a tree, watching them.

“You’re good” Tyrell said, leaning against the tree.

“So are you” I replied. He said nothing.

We got back to the farm in time for lunch; Maia was in the kitchen, making sandwiches. She smiled at us, but said nothing. We sat down at the table. It was then that I noticed it was a very quiet household, and it must have been even quieter before I arrived. Cynthia must’ve been really special to them; Like Aris was to me.

Maia put the plates on the table, as I tried to make conversation with Tyrell;

“Tyrell, how old were you when you learnt to ride?” I asked casually.

“Please, call me Tye” He said, “And about five years old, I think.”

“Okay, Tye, so you’ve been riding for a long time then” I said. He didn’t reply; I didn’t try to make conversation again. We ate in silence. Maia picked up our empty plates and put them in the sink. Tyre- Tye went out to the stables; I decided to help Maia wash up. She washed; I dried.

“Tye seems to be warming to you” she said.

“Mhmm” I agreed.

She said nothing more. I turned to go outside, after we had finished washing the dishes.

“I didn’t know you had a tattoo” Maia said.

“A what?” I asked, turning back around.

“A tattoo, on your shoulder blade” She came over and reached past me; poking the skin on my right shoulder blade gently. I didn’t know what a tattoo was and I didn’t want to look stupid, so I just nodded. I went up to my room, to see what my tattoo looked like.

In my mirror stood a girl with long golden hair, and amber eyes; me. I wore dark jeans and a sleeveless top. I looked slightly worried. I turned around slowly, facing away from the mirror. I turned my head to find a tattoo on my right shoulder blade, it was quite visible; though very small. I pulled the strap of my top down to reveal the rest of it. It was the base of a wing, clear enough. I knew it was. It couldn’t be anything else.

However, I thought, I can’t remember it being there before; how peculiar. I like the word peculiar; Aris had picked it up from my mother. She told me that my mother used to say it quite frequently. We loved the word.

I pulled the strap back up on my shoulder. I miss Aris, I thought. I sat on my bed leaning up against the headboard, thinking about the stories she told me of my mother. Her wings, her voice, her laugh; Aris told me everything. Bejide, I remembered, that was her name.

I fell asleep, and dreamt about my mother, and her wings.

When I woke, it was the next day. I stayed in bed for a while, until I remembered my tattoo. I got up and looked in the mirror. What? The tattoo had changed. There was no longer just the base of a wing on my right shoulder blade; there was another one, on my left shoulder blade. Either I had missed it or it had appeared overnight. I slipped on a jumper and tried to forget about it.

That day passed quickly, and so did the next and the next. I checked my shoulder blades every morning. It scared me every day; a new part of a wing appeared on my back every day. Alternating between either of my shoulder blades, first my right, then my left.

I started having strange dreams too. I dreamt more about Hinter and Aris; somehow they got into my mind every night. Then My dreams started getting quite real, and sometimes rather violent. I sometimes awoke in a cold sweat, the blankets soaked. I  just sat on the floor until morning when that happened.

Until I could take it no longer. I felt that I couldn’t speak to Tye or Maia about it. So I decided the best thing to do. Though it hurt me. I had no other choice. I had to leave.

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