The quest for the Lifstone

The dark depths of the dragons lair, the ever winter snowflake, the cloak of every mage, I have seen them all but I am going to face the hardest challenge that I had ever faced... The race before death takes me forever....

PLEASE note: some the events in here are through my eyes while I was getting my second heart transplant and are real only portrayed differently to match the book.

(Participated in NANo 2014)


28. chapter 28

It had been a few days and I had fallen once more into darkness. I had only one person that wanted the jacket but that was short lived to where the trial only lasted only one day or two then we lost contact.

I glanced up at the sun. It was still cold but I could see that it was lowering quickly. I could feel the anger rise up me once more though I wanted to shut it down so no one would see me this way.  I can see Bill being the happy and optimistic person again and all honesty if it wasn’t for the kind people that I know that would be around me soon I would had already died.

“I found us another place to stay for the night.” Bill chimed and I smiled a week smile. 

“Good, though I had been wondering about something Bill.” I said as I searched the darkening sky for the moon since the night had become a reflection of me. There were stars of light though those stars might not show one night while the sky might be dimpled with them the next.

“What is it?” He said and I grabbed his hand. I didn’t know how to phrase what I was felling to him other than the two words .

“I’m tired.”

“Well we can go to the hotel.” Bill said and I agreed we only see the place as of one that is full of renewal. I hate it. I felt worthless that I had yet to fulfil what I set out to do.

“Bill, what do you see me as?”  I asked though I was thinking that he was going to see the me that I had become, lazy and wanting to just get this over with a touch of wanting out of this situation.

“Someone that I am going to like for a long time from affair.” He chimed and I was confused on what he meant. 

I didn’t ask him at all while we walked inside the room. I didn’t say much to him since I wanted to cry for being this way. I didn’t see myself in the cleaning dish next to me though I felt happy that I can still see myself though I  was just growing weary like I had been.

I laid down on the bed and started to close my eyes while Bill took the couch.  I never knew how tiered I was though I couldn’t sleep for a while. I tossed and turned wanting to find sleep though I knew what I would find if I did.

Next thing I knew I awoke in a place that I never thought I would be, a bed that is in a dungeon. But this one was on a cart like I was on a deathbed that would be in the undertaker’s workshop. I tried to understand how I got here though I didn’t care. I glared on the walls and was happy to see that there was one door, my ticket out.

I tried to move out of the bed but I was caught by several guards that burst through the door that didn’t have their helmets on.  I felt glad that they were the same guards that were from my home castle in Kegraw. 

“Where am I?” I called out and they didn’t answer.  The guards got closer and closer and I realized that the guards were not guards at all. The eyes of these people were the same as whatever took over my friends when Macel tried to take me.

I screamed for someone as they came closer and closer. I quickly went into fight or flight mode. I jumped out of my bed to race to the door thinking that I had only two choices wake up or get to the door to escape.  I could feel my heart start to pound again while I made a mad dash to the door.

What I didn’t calculate or even failed to realize that the guards that were about to take me were quicker in their reaction time than what I expected. I quickly was caught in their arms and I struggled to get free.

I had to go into plan b and wake myself up as I felt my feet slide with every single one of their steps. I knew that they were now trying to put me in my place, my grave.  I kept fighting until I saw something that caught my eye.

An outline of someone in the very back part of where I was but a few steps off of the door. I didn’t know who it was though for some resin I had that feeling of safety once more.

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