The Dream
308 Words
"Elena," a voice came from behind me. I'm standing in the middle of the most beautiful garden, full of rose bushes and white daisies. I turned around and saw a young woman approaching me. She seems to get more beautiful with each step she takes.
"Who are you, and how do you know my name?" I asked. "Mom always told me to ask these questions to strangers.
"I am a friend, child," she replies with a smile on her face.
Her hair is the most beautiful color—silver and white blended together. She is dressed in a silver dress with beautiful curves, but what draws me in the most are her eyes. They are the bluest eyes I have ever seen, and I feel at peace. Her aura of power is pouring from her in waves, and suddenly, even with me being 4 years old, I know she would never harm me.
"You’re beautiful, Miss," I replied with the biggest smile on my face.
"Thank you, darling," she continued. "Child, I have come to tell you something terrible is about to happen to you."
"What do you mean?" I said I was getting scared. "What will happen?"
She sits on the ground and puts me on her lap.
"Danger will come to you from all sides, my child," she says, stroking my hair. "You must be patient and have courage." You must never give up, even when it seems like all hope is lost, my child. "You will be tested, but you must have faith in yourself. Never lose it.
She strokes my hair lightly, and I get sleepier; her voice is starting to fade. I'm struggling to keep my eyes open and remember her words.
"What will happen? I asked?" as my eyes began to close.
"Remember my words" is all I hear before everything fades.
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