Chosen-7
You close your eyes and breathe in deeply. The soft buzzing sound of your ceiling fan lulls you into a shallow sleep...
Suddenly, you hear an eerie noise that causes you to open your eyes and sit up.
"What the.." you say as you stand up and start to walk around in small, tight circles. The only problem with this... is that you aren't trying to walk around... Something is controlling you, leaving you powerless to do anything.
"Stop! Stop it!" You scream into the air as you start to walk faster. Nothing happens. Eventually, you're walking so fast it's almost a gallop. Everything is a blur when you walk passed it, and the colors around you are completely smudged.
You stop abruptly. Everything around you is still being blurred, but you can feel that you've stopped spinning. An odd looking creature comes out of nowhere and begins to stride toward you with long steps. As the creature gets closer, you see that it has a shiny silver horn on its forehead.
The what-you-think-is-a-unicorn stops a few feet in front of you and says in a neutral voice, "Hello, Rowan. We've been waiting to meet you."
You gasp, "Did you just... how did you... why did you... wait, what?"
The unicorn-thing laughs and says, "You are a very special child, Rowan. You are part of the only bloodline that has the ability to see Mystics."
"Who are you - no... what are you? How are you talking? What are Mystics? Where am I? How do you know my name?" You ask, very confused.
"I'm a daughter of Pegasus. All Mystics have the ability to talk, most just don't. Mystics are magical beings that live in another dimension called the Misted Realm. You are in a wormhole, being transported to the Misted Realm. Every single Mystic knows your name, your mother's name, your grandmother's name, and so on." Pegasus's daughter finished with a nod of her head.
Suddenly, you hear an eerie noise that causes you to open your eyes and sit up.
"What the.." you say as you stand up and start to walk around in small, tight circles. The only problem with this... is that you aren't trying to walk around... Something is controlling you, leaving you powerless to do anything.
"Stop! Stop it!" You scream into the air as you start to walk faster. Nothing happens. Eventually, you're walking so fast it's almost a gallop. Everything is a blur when you walk passed it, and the colors around you are completely smudged.
You stop abruptly. Everything around you is still being blurred, but you can feel that you've stopped spinning. An odd looking creature comes out of nowhere and begins to stride toward you with long steps. As the creature gets closer, you see that it has a shiny silver horn on its forehead.
The what-you-think-is-a-unicorn stops a few feet in front of you and says in a neutral voice, "Hello, Rowan. We've been waiting to meet you."
You gasp, "Did you just... how did you... why did you... wait, what?"
The unicorn-thing laughs and says, "You are a very special child, Rowan. You are part of the only bloodline that has the ability to see Mystics."
"Who are you - no... what are you? How are you talking? What are Mystics? Where am I? How do you know my name?" You ask, very confused.
"I'm a daughter of Pegasus. All Mystics have the ability to talk, most just don't. Mystics are magical beings that live in another dimension called the Misted Realm. You are in a wormhole, being transported to the Misted Realm. Every single Mystic knows your name, your mother's name, your grandmother's name, and so on." Pegasus's daughter finished with a nod of her head.