The Fierce Prophecy

Readers, have you ever felt like you were being boiled like potatoes and you can feel fates laughing on your misery? If yes, then you can exactly feel what I felt then.

Ah! Dear readers, I can't tell you how much I would like to live a normal life, but my bad luck was just that bad.

Even in my dreams, I was seeing disastrous things. Things that were going to make my life a living hell!

My whole body hit the ground as the invisible force pushed me away from the girl. I raised my head to look for the attacker, but no-one was there. Yes, that made sense. Why would anyone want to come to this place willingly? This place was just that outstanding! Once you come here and you'd die than I be here again.

I looked at the girl, who was still lying across me, unconscious. But then... a purple-bluish mist encircled her. The air around me tensed up and I could tell nothing good was going to happen.

Her body lifted up, eyes still closed. The mist swirled around her like flames and... she opened her eyes.

They were glowing solid purple, just like the colour of the mist. The pupils seemed to have dissappeared. Her face showed no expression as if she was sleeping inside and someone else has taken over her body. The girl looked no less than a ghost.

She opened her mouth to speak and till date, I regret hearing those words.

"Go to the land where the present is not The blessing of Time in a vessel caught The guardians who pose a challenge dire Their defeat holds the key to the Sword of Fire"

The girl said in a serpentine voice. It was as if three old women were talking at once. Her voice was intensely grave, definitely not of a teenage girl!

Just after uttering those meaningless words, the mist dissolved and the girl fell on the ground.

Without thinking anything, I ran to help her, but just then, the flames of the river encircled me and I woke up yelling "Noooo".

Will, who was sleeping soundly when I yelled like crazy, immediately stood up and ran to my side.

"What happened, Adrian? What is it?" he panicked.

I was breathing laboriously while touching my whole body. I was just making sure I was alive.

When my mind stabled enough to think, I recalled my weird dream. I actually forgot most of the part, except for one thing : Those strange lines that the girl told me.

Every word, every line was infused in my brain. I remembered that voice just as clearly as if, she was speaking in front of me right now.

"What happened?" Will asked again. His anxiousness was increasing.

I looked at him, speechless. I didn't know what to say. If I told him that I was worried because of a mere dream, he would think I am nuts. But I couldn't lie to the cute little brother beside me who was worried sick because of me.

"Will, if I will tell you, will you believe me?" I asked and he looked intently at me.

"Of course I will. Tell me." he said patiently. For a second I felt as if I was the lost little kid and Will was my elder brother, calming me down.

"I...had this strange dream." I hesitantly said. I didn't want to make a complete fool of myself. But I continued, "I was standing in the midst of a river of fire..." I told him my whole dream. And his expression darkened. When I was done. He repeated the lines.

"Go to the land where the present is not

The blessing of Time in a vessel caught

The guardians who pose a challenge dire

Their defeat holds the key to the Sword of Fire"

"What does it mean?" I had a faint idea about this but I still asked, hoping that Will would tell me otherwise.

But he was just staring at me, horror-struck. His eyes saddened and his expression worsened.

"Why are you so much worried? It's just a dream, isn't it?" I said and he shook his head.

"No, this not just a dream."

"Why not?" I asked, growing impatient with every passing second. I knew what was coming but did my best to refuse it.

Will sat beside me on the bed and looked gravely at the floor, as if it was his sworn enemy.

"For regular mortals, dreams are just dreams, but it's not the case with us. We can actually communicate using dream waves. But..."

"But?"

"...it requires great practice and energy. Not everyone can do that. This dream... that you had is actually a message." He said without averting his gaze from the floor.

"What message?"

"Adrian, you just received a prophesy."