The Dream
His heart was pounding as he raced through the darkened streets. No one was about, no sounds just silence and a feeling of dread. Continuing down the street he had the feeling that he had to get somewhere. Someone was waiting for him, counting on him. The more he ran the longer the street seemed to become.
“I have to get to them, if I don’t the darkness will spread and….”
He stopped. What would happen if he didn’t reach them, who was he trying to reach? It seemed that each step he took closer to his goal the more he forgot. The situation seemed familiar and yet not. He gave up on grasping on to the memories as they slipped through his mind. He didn’t know who he was trying to meet but he knew that he had to get to whoever it was and continued on down the streets.
Soon the streets turned to a dirt road with wide plains of grass on either side. Even though it seemed he had just set foot out of the town it was no longer in site, only the long never ending plains and the soft light of twilight. The road seemed to go on and up into the hills that he could barely make out on the horizon. For some reason something tugged at the back of his mind telling him to stop and turn back. If he didn’t he’d be lost forever and never return to who he once was. However he knew that whoever it was that was waiting for him was just beyond those hills and that feeling won over the small voice and he continued on.
Finally reaching the hills he stopped. There they were dressed in black, their face hidden by a hood. The person turned as the boy approached and reached out a hand almost beckoning him onward. The boy out of breath and panting looked up at him and reached out himself. This was the person that needed him, this was the one he needed to help. Moving closer as to reach the persons hand he felt the ground shift beneath him. Looking down large cracks had appeared in the earth and before he knew it the earth itself started to fall away. Jumping towards the person his fingers barely brushed theirs as he fell into the darkness. Looking up he barely glimpsed the person take off his hood and and caught a sight of silver hair before his world went black and all thoughts and memories of who and what he was were gone.
“I have to get to them, if I don’t the darkness will spread and….”
He stopped. What would happen if he didn’t reach them, who was he trying to reach? It seemed that each step he took closer to his goal the more he forgot. The situation seemed familiar and yet not. He gave up on grasping on to the memories as they slipped through his mind. He didn’t know who he was trying to meet but he knew that he had to get to whoever it was and continued on down the streets.
Soon the streets turned to a dirt road with wide plains of grass on either side. Even though it seemed he had just set foot out of the town it was no longer in site, only the long never ending plains and the soft light of twilight. The road seemed to go on and up into the hills that he could barely make out on the horizon. For some reason something tugged at the back of his mind telling him to stop and turn back. If he didn’t he’d be lost forever and never return to who he once was. However he knew that whoever it was that was waiting for him was just beyond those hills and that feeling won over the small voice and he continued on.
Finally reaching the hills he stopped. There they were dressed in black, their face hidden by a hood. The person turned as the boy approached and reached out a hand almost beckoning him onward. The boy out of breath and panting looked up at him and reached out himself. This was the person that needed him, this was the one he needed to help. Moving closer as to reach the persons hand he felt the ground shift beneath him. Looking down large cracks had appeared in the earth and before he knew it the earth itself started to fall away. Jumping towards the person his fingers barely brushed theirs as he fell into the darkness. Looking up he barely glimpsed the person take off his hood and and caught a sight of silver hair before his world went black and all thoughts and memories of who and what he was were gone.