Prologue. Awakening. Comments on self
Images started to dance around me, awful images. Children screaming as flames dance around them while adults watched making no attempt to assist the young innocents. A cloaked figure whose face seemed familiar appeared everywhere and no where at once.
" The child is delirious" A mans voice pierced through the images sharpening my senses.
" I think not good sir! The inner mind is a wonderful creation something you should well know. Do not be so quick to dismiss its cries." A woman replied.
Her voice had a soothing quality which calmed my rushing mind. Almost as if she sensed my awareness the woman placed a gentle hand upon my brow.
"Hush little one. For you are not ready to awaken! Rest well for we are with you and shall keep you safe." Her voice had a power over me, each word pulling the blanket of unconsciousness over me once more.