Hello, My Name Is: Death
I fell asleep in his arms, my leg over his waist, my head on his chest, my hand on his stomach. I had a dream about a woman, an old woman, sitting behind a tavolo that te would see at a palm-reader's work shop, and her eyes glowed a misty blue color, and fog shot up out of no where, covering her body, her face. All I could see was her eyes.
'Where am I?' I thought.
"Why, te are at my place. My haven." The woman said.
"Who are you?" I asked aloud.
"I am the Oracle. Who else?" She said, and I heard a laugh escape her throat.
"Oh. Well, where did all this fog come from?" I asked.
"Your mind. te don't know who I am, so in your dream, your mind generated the fog to cover up my image but still brought me into your dream land. It's pretty nice for a 20 anno old."
"What? I'm not 20. I'm 19." I said.
"Give me your hand." She said, and her hand shot out of the fog, awaiting to grab hold of mine.
I took it, not knowing what else to do. My eyes fluttered closed, and I saw myself waking up the successivo day, still naked with Jerek, who was still naked as well, in bed. Then two big numbers popped up from the walls. The numbers were 1 and 5. The 15th. My eyes shot open.
"What's the month?" I asked.
"July." She spoke, and I kicked myself on the insides.
"I can't beleive it. My 20th birthday is tomorrow. Tomorrow is the 15th." I said, and my hand sliped out of the Oracle's.
"Let me warn te of what's to come before te go." She said, and even though I didn't pay attention to her, I still heard her.
"Okay." I said, and she continued.
"Whatever happens, don't be scared, because evil feeds on fear. Whenever it looks like your darkest times, te have to remember to face the fear, to face the dark. Don't fear the dark, o the dark will ingoiare, inghiottire te hole, and te are defensless against it. te will be dragged down into the darkest depths of evil, and te will crumble from the weight of it all. Don't let yourself be like that." She finished, and with all those words, I heard something else in between them.
"Are te ready?" She asked.
I felt a surge of power rush through me, as if a new era was on the horizon. I looked up into the misty blue eyes, and felt like I could take anything on. No matter how bad culo they were. "I am." I said, and I saw a tooth-filled smile flash out of the fog.
"Good. te are ready." She snapped her fingers, and I woke up, back in Jerek's room, back on the bed.
My head was on his chest, my hand was on his stomach, my leg over his waist, still in his arms. I noticed he was asleep, and I lifted my head slowly, checking the clock, it was 9 p.m. I smied to myself, kisses Jerek's lips softly, kissed his chest, and cuddled my way back into his arms.
No matter what evil we were going to face, I was ready to take it on. I was ready to face the dark.