“Memorise the contours, the shape of the planets, how they form that almost perfect line” The beautiful women looked down at her daughter, as her blonde waved hair fell down, almost touching her daughter’s cheek, and her pale skin was so radiant, those perfect blue eyes, that no mortal could hold, her daughter looked up at her, showing the same perfect blue eyes and blonde hair, “when will the planets be in the perfect line mummy?” she asked, searching her mother’s face for the answer,
“The time will come, when he is sixteen” her mother whispered, she smiled at her daughter, the uttermost perfect white teeth showing, “who mummy, when who turns sixteen?” her mother laughed a sweet and calming laugh and kissed the top of her daughter’s head “for now I want you to memorise the contours okay?” she asked her daughter. She nodded almost instantly and kicked back her head to look at the sky as the planets formed that almost perfect line, her mother got up and as she did she reached for her necklace, that was around her neck, and at the end, hung a beautiful blue and gold stone, that looked like no other and it glowed spectacularly, as the mother looked out of the bedroom window, a young boy crashed into the room, the door almost swinging off the hinges, “mother! Mother! They’re coming, they’re coming it isn’t safe not for Deleahla, nor me, nor you, we have to make the portal, to the mortal world, mother they will kill us!” the son looked at his mother with pleading eyes, the mother took her son in drinking in his, shining brown hair and his pale green eyes, she nodded quickly and pulled her daughter up by the arm “look after her Quanta, no longer call yourselves by your sprit names you hear me? You remember your mortal names don’t you?” the mother asked in a stern but calm way, the son nodded and his sister quickly followed “tell me them quickly!”
“Deano” the young boy replied
The girl’s voice was muffled out like a blocked ear drum and when the girl had finished speaking the sound returned
“And what are your ages quickly now” pounding feet could be heard reaching the bedroom quickly
“12” the boy replied
“11” the girl answered, the mother nodded and tears began to swell in her eyes, she took off the necklace and placed it around the young boy’s neck, and chanted a song but the words were too fast to pick up, the she turned her back on the children lifted her arms up and sang a poem, but again the words were spoken fast and could not be picked up, a mystic blue spiral sprung forth and grew one meter wide and one meter long, the mother turned in time to see four people trying to get through the door, she quickly shut it with her mind and locked the door, “quickly now children, quickly stay together Deleahla don’t let go of your brother’s hand no matter what, goodbye my children” she kissed them both and ushered them into the portal, the door gave way and the portal closed.
A girl around the age of fifteen, walked down the stairs, in her pyjama’s rubbing her hand on her head, a women with brown short hair and a kind looking face pocked her head around the door “what have I told you about getting up late?” the women asked, shaking her head “sorry mum, you know when I have the dream” the girl did bunny ears at the word “I can’t get out of it until it is finished” the women shook her head and returned to the porridge that was cooking on the stove, “Jamaal, called for you again this morning, I told him to call later”
“Oh mum! I told you I don’t want to speak to him; he tries to get me to tell him about the dream every time I have it!” the girl came into the kitchen and sat down on the nearest chair
“He wants to help and I just think this dream is all psychological and it’s just because you’re not getting to bed at the right time” the girl shook her head and placed her head in her hands, her blonde waved hair fell over her head, “well he has a strange way of showing it!” the girl answered from underneath her hair “Hayley you need to trust people, not un-trust them”
“Un-trust isn’t even a word mum” Hayley looked up showing her mum her perfect blue eyes, but rolling them and placing her head on the table “come on, you’ve got school!” her mum placed Hayley’s porridge in front of her “oh goodie” Hayley smiled sarcastically and stuck a spoonful of porridge in her mouth.