Walking in Dreams

A girl (Anzuna) who has been walking in different dimensions for billions of yeas, has been reborn in Earth. Now she has to team up with Hak and find all their memories. Why did she erase her memories in the first place? Did someone else erased them? What does she not want to remember? And who is Atem? Who is she?


4. A Strong Heart

This time I did attack. I aimed at his head. He was quick though. In less than two seconds he deflected my attack.

He attacked now. I crossed my sword with his. He was a lot stronger than I am. He is 23. I'm just 14. But, I am much faster than him.

He was trying to get my back to the tree. Not going to happened. I put my feet on the tree and jumped as fast and high as I could.

"Now!" I yelled at the healer.

Arrows were being shot every where. Akhenaten's eye's had gone huge, he grunt's a bit and tries to dodge the arrow's quickly but he is too slow, a arrow had stuck him in the back of his shoulder and his leg. He scream's out loudly, he glares at me and tries to attack but falls on to the floor.

I turn to make sure the healer is OK. My deadly stick weapon had protected him from harm. It had at least a dozen arrows stuck to it.

What I did was use my sword to reflect the arrow attack. I actually don't know were they came from but I don't care. As long as the healer is alright.

"You will pay for this! Teana!" yelled Akhenaten.

"You have lost the right to call me that!" I yell at him back.

You will never be a friend. Never!

I fall to ground. Why does it have to be like this. All I ever wanted was to be with you brother! Memory card number 105.

The healer came up to me. He was checking me frantically. He looked at my deep wound.

"Are you OK? I'll make sure you're OK. I'll heal you!" he kept on saying.

"I'm OK. Thanks though. We should properly get out of here." I responded while looking at my attacker.

He nodded. We went deep into the woods and headed straight to the nearest city. It was a beautiful night. A night full of stars. Of all colors. I wish I could live here forever. Like I used to. I can only come in my dreams. That's too bad. The full moon out. The woods.

Before we got there I collapsed. I can't feel my hands or my feet. All I want to do is play. Play the piano. That way I can feel better and not feel sorry for myself. I must stay strong! The piano has helped me for so many years. Millions of years.

The healer tried to help me up. But couldn't.

"I'll heal you! That's the least I could do for you. You saved my life!"

Now that I'm able to look at him, he has brown hair and blue eyes. No! It can't be! Did I just save the life of 'The Healer'? Kings Atem's Healer and Messenger? Also a mage?

"Why are you looking at me like that?" he ask.

"Oh!.... A... I haven't asked for your name yet. May I know your name? Healer?"

He laughs. "Yes you may. My name is Hak. Your name is Anzuna, am I correct?"

"Yes you are correct, Hak" I say to him.

He takes out some herbs from his bag. He takes out a poppy seed for me to chew on. Them takes out a piece of comfrey and places it gently around my arm. 

He has gentle hands. So do I but weird, I can hold a 25 pound sword on each hand.

"Thanks. I have to go." I started to get up.

"Please don't leave!" he said. "I want to make sure your arm heals well."

I look at him. "One day! And not at Atem's place!"

He seemed happy. "Wait! You know who I am!"

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