Chapter Seven; The Marked Ones
Zayven finds shelter in a stone temple. Inside, he saw people with glowing mark same as his. One of them is a girl with a burning heart and her tears silver. They all whispers saying;
''You are not the first and you won't be the last.''
They gave him a journal wrapped in black cloth, written by one of the marked, centuries ago. He open the book , each page was full with emotion. One of the passage stands out, it says; ''We were not born monsters.But they made us that way.''
The more Zayven reads, the more the mark on his chest glows, and seeing the flashes of the past marked ones. In it he sees a boy burning in chains, a woman crumbling into ash, a child hunted in the snow. Each one he saw pain flows in, he said ''They are just like me.''
He want outside of the temple and saw a carved symbol on the wall behind the temple, a spiral of flame and light.
As soon as he leaves the temple, the cloud is clear, her glow flicker again, ahead. But this time, it pulses like a heartbeat, drawing him. He call out to her for the first time, and she answer; ''You are getting close.'' He goes faster.
He was full with hope, going so fast. Arrows flying past missing him barely. They appeared in bone white cloaks; They are hunters of the mark, ancient enemies of his kind. They said;
''One light to cleanse the flame, One death to end the curse.''
Zayven runs with the journal in his hands, his heart pounding like a drum. He use her feather that is still warm with her glow and her light as a protective shield. Fires, rises, pushing the hunters back. But the more he use it the more weaker he becomes, he drops to his knees. One of the hunter says; ''You carry the heart't scent, she is alive.''
They disappears into the trees, Zayven kneels in the ashes of the flames his chest glowing. The truth hits him , that all this has all happened before , love, mark, sacrifice. But him vows; ''That this time around, the ending will be different.''
He says; They marked me to die , but her light marked me to live.''