CLEOS POV
I’m jerked awake to some mysterious pull. It was the same dream I’ve had for ages. Darkness always seems to surround me, but red eyes are always in the distance, just waiting. What do these dreams mean? I’ve been having them more frequently since I turned eighteen a month ago.
I haven't told my parents, because I don’t want them to worry. They already treat me like a child now, just imagine if I told them about my recurring nightmares. It makes it worse because my father’s, father had prophetic gifts. He was a seer, but he also was mentally insane. Well at least that’s what people said about him.
Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to have met him. He died way before Harry and I were born. I wonder what he was like, what he looked like.
A terrible headache came over
