Lisa found herself in the same dark emptiness, surrounded by countless voices, all speaking at once, like bees buzzing right above your ear. She closed her ears and started running aimlessly in the void but nothing changed, it was like she was running in circles. She caught her breath and then she noticed it, at the corner of this empty space, a small light, a ray of hope. Filling her lungs one last time, she started sprinting to the radiance, the voices were getting louder with each passing second and she started screaming but her voice droned in the white noise. With one last scream of agony, she jumped into the light, after a few blinding moments, she was in a meadow. She struggled to her feet, her ears ringing from the cacophony moments ago, before noticing the full moon’s luminance over the eerie field of flowers.
Lisa cautiously started walking through the meadow only to notice the flowers were different, illuminated by the moon’s light, they were translucent. Lisa touched one and felt her finger go through the petals, she looked up, the entire meadow was covered with millions of tiny, silvery flowers. She shivered, and started rubbing her shoulders making her way through the field. After what seemed like forever, a soft murmur could be heard just ahead, her pace quickened to reach the voices. She suddenly stopped to see Jane and…Mr. Willow! Lisa gasped, thank god they couldn’t see her, she walked up to them and examined the man to confirm her initial allegation; it was Mr. Willow. Jane was adorning a white dress, cascading down her tiny frame. A pair of thick, angel white wings, hung loosely at her spine.
“Do you have to leave,” she whispered, the same sing-song voice reached Lisa’s ears. Mr. Willow turned around clenching his fists. He was wearing a loose black shirt, unbuttoned midway to reveal a long necklace holding a smooth, black stone, and gray slacks.
“You can’t be here Jane!” he growled through gritted teeth while looking up at the perfectly round orb reflected in his dark, chocolate brown eyes.
“Don’t tell me what I can and can’t do! Answer my question!” she cried, grabbing his elbow and spinning him around to face her agitated expression.
“Yes, I have to leave, tomorrow,” his voice softening a little. She let go of his arm and started backing away, tears flowing freely down her rosy cheeks. “Jane, I have no other choice, it’s either me or they’ll send Daren. I won’t tell them anything, don’t worry, your family is safe,” he tried to reconcile but she wasn’t listening.
“And your telling me this today!” she was choking on her sobs now. “I expected you to leave in a month or so, not tomorrow. How do they know about Elizabeth?”
“They don’t, this is just precaution, a troupe of thirty are going undercover,” Observing her worried expression, he took her hand and placed it close to his heart.
“I promise I won’t let anything happen to them,” his tone was hard and stone cold, she nodded weakly while glancing at her hand, still resting over his heart.
“Do you feel that?” he questioned. She nodded; his heartbeat was quickening at an alarming rate: it was time. He covered his lips on hers and for the first time, tears fell down his cheeks as the couple cherished their last fading moments together. He abruptly released her arm and pulled away. His eyes were covered with a black sheet and his breath was uneven. He stumbled away from her, grabbing his neck, gasping for air. Jane took a few steps back; he looked at her one last time.
“Leave!” his voice emerged as a growl.
“I love you,” she whispered before her feet left the ground, her wings flapping rhythmically. Damian was clutching his chest, crouched into a ball, sprawled on the ground. After a few more moments, he let out a loud howl answered by a few distant howls. He disappeared behind the long shrubs. Jane gave him one last glance before flying away into the distance. Lisa started breathing heavily, clutching her sides; she had been holding her breath. Nothing was audible except for her breathing for a good five minutes.
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This is just an excerpt that I wrote, I tend to write out of order but I don't know where to place it yet. If you want to read more ,let me know. I'll post them as excerpts because posting the whole thing can be slightly overwhelming.....let me know what you think
--starry-night
....Oh and thanks for the tip, It sounds better with the "or" rather than the and....
