Just A Story #4 – Time

How it began: Part 1 – Paine

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The cold drops falling on my face bring me back to reality. I must get back inside before the rain comes down stronger. Moving my body proves to be a difficult task. Have I put on weight? I smirk – can’t believe I’m being edgy after just remembering what had happened to me. No … it’s not the first time I’ve seen this scene. I’m disappointed in myself because – once again – I’ve missed his face. Why are the most important memories always the blurriest?

‘Paine!’ I roar across the living room. If only I had closed the glass door, so I wouldn’t have to scream against the howling wind… No time for that. ‘I remember! It was a winged man!’ Both, Paine and Ed storm into the room. ‘What did you say?’ she asks me with a confused look on her face as she heads to close the door leading to the terrace. ‘Here, it was a winged man who killed me.’ My voice fails me as I hold up the feather. In this dark room it seems to glow a little. ‘Let me take a closer look.’ Paine takes a step towards me as a lightning strike reveals her stern facial expression.

After a closer inspection the feather disintegrates to glowing particles right in Paine’s hand – this sight reminds me of hot ashes. What is going on? Her eyes wander off towards Ed ‘We’re out of time, Chronos. They’re here!’ The latter part sounded like a secret code for a specific plan of action, as they both nodded towards each other. I don’t understand the weird bond between them while they understand each other without speaking. Paine puts on her coat and storms out of the apartment. My already racing heart jumps as I feel someone gripping my arm.

What a relief it is to see Ed’s smiling face, I suddenly feel very at peace. ‘Erin, please wait at the car. I’ll be with you shortly.’ He walks me towards the elevator and presses the 0 as soon as the door opens. However, something doesn’t feel quite right – what was that eery glow in Ed’s eyes barely visible through the slit of the closing doors? Maybe it’s just my imagination. He’s always been mysterious.

Oh, this doesn’t look good at all! How I wish Paine was with me now, how could she leave me here like that! What is happening – am I in danger? Why didn’t they tell me… out of time… the heck does that even mean!? The fog of thoughts thickens as I feel an alarming presence creeping in through the walls. The air gets colder. I close my eyes, this can’t be real. Ding! The elevator door opens and I step into the empty reception hall. It’s so quiet as if time itself had stopped. Where is everyone? My own steps sound like thunder as I run towards the main entrance – I can see a car in front of it.

The street noise goes off as I open the door – looking back, I can see and hear people at the reception behind me. What? As I turn towards the street again, I see Ed waiting in front of the car. ‘Ed?! … How did you…?’

To be continued…

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Next: Part 5 – Archangel

Just A Story #3 – Feather

Just A Story #1 – Paine

“I’ll come over in a few minutes, Paine. I need some fresh air.” The truth is that I need to calm my mind before I can face our guest. I’m not myself ever since that night – did I really … ? “Understood~” Paine walks a few steps backwards before turning around and disappearing from my sight in elegance. Shouldn’t I be terrified of heights? Yet the terrace is my favorite place. It’s windy outside. The dark clouds are moving fast over my head, they seem too close. I wonder what’s so urgent, it is unusual for Ed to come over this late. We were going to visit the lab tomorrow morning anyway.

During the last 3 months I’ve been working with Ed, attempting to recover my memories. He served as my private doctor until I went from being the daughter of Alltheia’s representative to literally, Ms. Nobody. No one remembers me, I’ve seen my friends – I actually walked past them yet no one even bothers to look twice at me. Isn’t that the life I always wished for? I am as free as a bird now. Why do I need to know what happened, I could just take the life I was given and do whatever I want.

No, the reason I’m in this is because I want to know the truth. If it wasn’t for Ed I’d have no place to go to. Paine gave up her position in the lab just to keep an eye on me. But I don’t understand … why are Ed and Paine the only people in this god-damned city who still remember me? I’m not a ghost, or am I? Their involvement in my death is out of question – yet they are set to help me discover the truth by myself.

The wind gets colder as I catch a single feather gliding through the air from the corner of my eye. “Huh?” This feather … my body moves on its own I … I have to pick it up! It’s the feather from my dream last night. I keep seeing it over and over again! No, this can’t be … The dream … I can’t be sleeping! Quickly Erin, you have to look at his face, come on. My head hurts, I feel dizzy – as I let myself fall on the cold floor I watch the dream unfold in front of my inner eye. Within a moment – I find myself at the top of a high building – within a moment – I cling to the papers in my hands, this man … I have to see his face! He … he killed me! Echoing whispers run through my mind as I feel the shockwave hitting my chest. Time slows down as I fall off the edge, watching the magnificent winged being hovering over the building. I am nothing but a feather gliding through the air. “Erin White, you’re in my way.”

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To be continued…

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Next: Part 4 – Time

Welcome To My Blog!

I have no memories of how this all began but I’ve always had this sense of ‘higher purpose’, I’ve always been on the look-out for a bigger picture.

Not too long ago I came across the New Age Community, Starseeds, etc.

However, people seem to have the tendency to shape a box out of just about anything and things got boring very fast. I think people aren’t interested in truth as much as they want to forge a memorable identity, something they could be proud of.

That’s very disappointing, since there is so much more out there  than the pile of boxes you can choose from down here. Every soul is unique, right?

If we all would yearn to become our true selves vs trying to convince ourselves and everyone around us of how advanced of a soul we are, we’d truly be moving towards a state of harmony rather than falling behind and losing ourselves even more in some sort of wishful thinking.

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