"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


13. Skyline - Chapter Twelve

don’t know how long I stayed in Skyline; I stopped counting after about two months. I felt like I was living in a sort of limbo; just waiting for something to happen. I learnt. I ate. I slept. I dreamt. I screamed. I cried. I felt as though I was watching my life go by. I felt as if I was wishing each and every day away. So that maybe tomorrow will bring something better. It never did.

Dee was always there for me. But most of the time when I awoke from a nightmare she was still fast asleep. I hadn’t asked anyone about whether the nightmares were normal. Nobody had told me anything about them. They would have told me about it, if it was normal. I decided that was something I could keep to myself.

Once in a while a team of Skyborn would be sent out to ‘deal with’ a certain human. I spent most of my days reading. I had time and I didn’t want to waste it. Every day I learnt a little more about humans until I was so clever I even knew how to play Rock, paper and scissors. Nio, Dee and I got really close, we went shopping together and Nio taught me how to skateboard, I’m not very good at it, but I’ve got my balance and I can easily skate. I just can’t do many tricks.


I woke up suddenly. Just a dream, I thought to myself. Or was it? I started to think then that it was an extremely realistic dream, not at all like my usual nightmares. I looked over to the window, the dark blind was pulled down, it was light outside. Dee wasn’t in her bed. I’d slept through the entire night, and through until morning.

I tried to remember my dream, while it was still fresh in my mind. I remembered an unfamiliar place, it was a city, or part of the city, and I was lost, I was running everywhere completely lost. I tapped the side of my head, I couldn’t remember the rest. What happened? I got dressed and walked downstairs, all the time trying to remember what happened. At the foot of the stairs stood Dee.

“Oh you’re up,” She chirped, “Finally,” She rolled her lightening blue eyes. That was it. Blue. I remembered a blue colour from my dream. I closed my eyes tightly, willing my brain to remember. No not the sky. Or water. Or another pair of eyes. What was it?

“Are you okay?” Dee said, pulling me from my own little bubble.

“Yeah,” I replied casually, “Just a little headache,” I lied, smiling. She smiled back.

“Well me and Nio are going out later, want to come with?” She asked.

“Sure,” I could use the air to get my thoughts organised, I thought.

We went out to have food in a local cafe. We often did this, choosing to spend our money on food, rather than having to put up with the boisterous scramble that was usually lunchtime in the Skyline Sanctuary. I was continuously daydreaming throughout lunch, but it didn’t seem to bother Dee, or Nio. Last time I checked, they were in deep conversation. Their faces so close, they could probably feel each others’ breaths.

I tried to remember what the blue colour was, from my dream. I remember someone, a familiar face. But where from? Suddenly it all came tumbling back to me. I was lost, running from street to street, and I was giving up hope of finding my way back to Skyline HQ So I stopped to catch my breath, looking about me. I was not sure what I had been looking for though. I stopped a girl, with blue hair. And asked her where I was.She had replied by saying that she was lost too. And then I swore I saw Tyrell. But that was when I woke up.

We walked through town, I spent most of the time thinking, inside my own little bubble. I just nodded whenever someone asked me something and laughed when I didn’t quite catch what somebody said. I kept playing the dream through my head again, and again. Trying to figure out what it could mean.

It could be a metaphor, the blue haired girl being a metaphor for the sky, and the City, being lost in it; that could mean the lite world. Being so alone and lost. I couldn’t help thinking that Tyrell had something to do with it. I was sure he was running after me, or he’d seen me. Was that why I was running? Because Tyrell is after me. This scared me. Maybe he is in the city. Maybe he is looking for me. I shook my head, and saw that we were walking down an unfamiliar street. Panic rose from the pit of my stomach.

“Where are we going?” I asked hurriedly.

“To the library, how many times do I have to tell you?” Nio answered, sternly. “We’re nearly there,” he added.

The library, that was okay, I like reading. I closed my eyes and breathed in through my nose and out through my mouth. I was fine. I just have to keep my wits about me, my eyes peeled. The likelihood of Tyrell being in the library was very low. He lived out of the city and they had so many books in their little cottage.

The library was a grand building, with towering columns holding up the overlapping roof. The double doors were large, and made of a dark wood, the black metal hinges, reached out across the doors, like the rays from a star, and nearly met in the middle. Inside the building, shelves filled with books of all sorts stood along every wall, and created a maze of literacy. I walked up to the reception desk; I looked up in awe of the painted ceiling. I didn’t realise my mouth was wide open.

“It’s a grand building,” the librarian said to me, smiling sweetly, which reminded me of Maia. Which hurt slightly, somewhere deep inside of me.

For the first time I missed the safety and comfort of the farm. It was a haven for me, a sanctuary unlike any other. They saved me and I thanked them by leaving. For the first time I felt a twinge of regret for leaving. But then I’d never be here, with Skyline. I shook off the feeling and smiled back, agreeing enthusiastically.

“Oh yes, it’s wonderful,” I said, a genuine grin crossed my face, I haven’t smiled properly in a while. She nodded at us as she passed me my library card.

“Here you are,” She smiled, “You can take books out of the library, as long as you bring them back,” She winked at me. I continued to smile back.

My cheeks started hurting, as we walked around the library, I realised I was still smiling. I stopped, holding my right cheek in my cold hand. I followed Nio and Dee, towards the young-adult fiction section. I scanned the shelves for authors and titles I already knew. I easily Found Romeo & Juliet, the book I read back when I was with Maia and Tyrell. I pulled it from the shelf. ‘Adapted from the play by William Shakespeare’, it said on the cover in large letters. The cover was different to the one I’d read.

“This is a good book,” I said to Dee who was standing next to me, scanning the shelves with her fingertips.

“Romeo and Juliet,” she read, a grin on her face, “By William Shakespeare, that is a very, very good book,” she took the book from my hands, stroking the cover, “You’ve read it?”

“Yes, I love it,” I said, remembering how Dee had described love, and how that was what the book is about.

“It’s very sad, I’ve read it myself,” she looked down at the cover, and turned away from me, looking over at Nio, who was crouching, looking at the books on the lowest shelf. “Nio, have you read Romeo & Juliet?” She asked, walking over to him. I followed hesitantly.

“Of course, Shakespeare is a magician,” He smiled, standing up and sticking his hands in his pockets. Dee smiled at him, and then at the book. She turned on her heels, and gave the book back to me.


We left the library with a book each, I had chosen, after a while, a famous book called, Wuthering Heights. De had recommended that I read it. We left hurriedly, after being told at least six times to be quiet. The librarian had smiled at us, constantly, as she stamped our books.

When we were out of the building, the large doors closing behind us; Nio offered to put the books in his backpack. The sky had turned grey and the air was damp and cold. Rain loomed around the corner.  We walked along the quiet streets; I couldn’t stop thinking about Romeo & Juliet, Dee and Nio. They were perfect. I walked behind them, the path was not wide enough for three. I walked with my head down, shielding my eyes from the icy breeze. I looked up as I came to a corner.

I found myself alone.

And lost.


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