Hazel meets the voice

When I came back inside the gate I wanted to walk back to my house, but I heard a voice talking. It said: "Hi Hazel." I looked around but saw nothing, no movement, not the slightest breeze through the plants or anything else. The voice sounded somewhat like the voice of a boy, but not from any normal boy you would meet on the streets of the village I lived nearby.

Curious but scared, I began to talk to the voice. With a shaky voice, I said: "Hi there, who are you and where are you?" I didn't get any answers, so I repeated the question, this time with somewhat more confidence. This time, I did get an answer from the voice I heard before. "I'm Isyx, I can't tell you where I am nor who I am, but I've come to tell you who you are."

I replied a little weirded out and also a little angry "okay Isyx, I don't know who you are or what you are, but I do know who and what I am. I don't need your help with that. Thank you very much."

There was silence for a few seconds, and then Isyx replied. The tone of his voice was a little shaky and sad. "No, Hazel, you don't know who you are entirely. You were born half elf half human. That's where you got your magical abilities from, and that's why you don't really feel at home in the village with the other humans as well. You don't remember because you were spelled to forget about the magical world."

I didn't know what to say. It would explain the nightmare I had, but this information did take me by surprise. I sat down on the bench near me and inhaled deeply to help me relax after hearing this startling news.

"Isyx, are you still here?" I asked. I didn't get an answer, so I assumed he wasn't anymore. I went inside to make myself a cup of herbal tea to calm down my nerves. I had so many questions I still wanted to ask him, but he was gone.