I woke up with a shudder, sweating profusely, my heart thumped as though it was going to burst out of my chest in the flick of a second. The night felt as chilly as it did in the nightmare, causing my insides to freeze spontaneously. The thick blanket I had pulled over provided no help in diminishing the tormenting frost. My teeth chattered overpoweringly, leaving me with no strength to call, let alone shout out to anyone. At that point, my tent was unzipped and Judy came in, wearing a sweater she had perhaps packed predicting the considerable degree of chilliness that would be present on a mountain. I jumped over her and hugged her immediately, hoping to obtain some warmth.
The darkness of the forest that had so irreversibly filled my retina subsided, and the familiar glow of luminescent torchlights filled my eyelids as they opened irritably, revealing to me the enormous hall of Windsor Castle.My hands and legs felt numb and immovable as I had been tied against the great hall wall, except that no ropes were used. Malena stood facing me right underneath the chandelier.
My eyes opened in a flash and I was back, my hands feeling the clasp of the invisible ropes again."How can you be so despicable?” I wept, feeling defeated, while the witch laughed viciously with exultation."That's a compliment dear. Well, not just your dear father, but I might also enlighten you with the fact that I murdered your lovely mum too. I released her from her misery while she wa
My eyes flickered suddenly, as a tiny ray of sparkling white light flashed bumped into my eyelids. I initiated a struggle to move, and to my utmost bewilderment, I moved up effortlessly. The lethal injuries inflicted by Malena had vanished, and my arms felt so flawlessly smooth as though I had been dipped in whipped cream. My casuals were gone and I discovered myself adorned in a peculiarly multi-coloured royal medieval gown. I stood up instantly and looked around. I was standing in a shapelessly lengthy corridor engulfed in white light. The air surrounding the place was soothingly warm, and emitted the ravishing fragrance of saffron which enticed my senses thoroughly.
I found myself standing in the grand hall of Windsor Castle. There was no royal dance or any sign of decoration as I had perceived on Talia’s birthday, and rather, a remorseful atmosphere seemed to echo blazingly from across the four walls of the humongous place. An unrecognisable woman sat on the dining table sobbing profusely as King Eric tried feeding her some soup out of a golden bowl. Looking at King Eric, I briskly assumed her to be my mother, Queen Margaret. We looked quite alike; her hair was reddish, her eyes a glistening green and she possessed a similar cute face with a milky complexion.
King Eric dismounted his horse, and looked at the clearing in the forest that emitted the luminescent ray. Instantaneously, the stallion began neighing loudly in a distressful manner, as though it had sensed inexplicable danger and was warning its master against the peril that lay in that area. Nevertheless, the ray of light had clutched Eric’s attention firmly and seemed to draw him towards it. And I magically landed on the ground again to follow his lead. Setting the bushes aside, he made his way into the forest area towards the source of the light. Approaching the luminescence, we noticed that the ray wa
The witch stood staring at King Eric with bloody eyes.“Finally, I will have what I have been waiting for, for centuries,” she claimed, as the helpless king lay beneath her feet. I felt really desperate, I wished I could do anything, anything at all to save my father. I knew she had no intention to kill him, but one thing was clear, that whatever she desired, was nothing but evil.
My eyelids fluttered open as naturally as having woken up from a deep slumber. I half-expected to be landing in another castle, however, the scenario that came into view left my eyes widened.I was standing in an open-air arena like a massive open-air auditorium. I stood on the topmost step of a series of lengthy stairs that descended below towards the center. And at the center of the arena stood a circular platform that was raised a few inches above the ground…I was in Themiscera, Greece.
Night fell instantly, bringing with it its pitch-black darkness and deafening silence. Only the sparkling moon was visible, enlightening my vision and allowing me to watch Helena as she stood at the peak of a towering mountain. There was a mixture of tenderness and extreme worry in her otherwise tough expression, as she stared below. She possessed my face, voice, and height, but everything else about her was completely different.The icy weather engulfed by veins and froze my insides, as I stood beside Helena hugging myself desperately. I wished that nurse could somehow provide me with warmth. But before I could think of a way to connect with her, an ominous bawl filled the horizon, making my skin