Dream of Our Past

Published: Tuesday, 26 May 2009 Written by Danila Paul

Dream of Our Past

I was running. I had no idea where I was going but I knew I had to get there before it was too late. My surroundings passed by in a blur as I picked up speed. I looked behind me cautiously. I'm sure he was behind me. I also didn't know who he was, I just knew he was behind me and gaining quickly.


I was running. I had no idea where I was going but I knew I had to get there before it was too late. My surroundings passed by in a blur as I picked up speed. I looked behind me cautiously. I'm sure he was behind me. I also didn't know who he was, I just knew he was behind me and gaining quickly.

I suddenly tripped over a large root. I winced as I hit the ground. I hadn't noticed it before but I was in pain. Every bone in my body was hurting. I didn't want to get up and was tempted to stay down, suddenly feeling tired.

My vision started to blur as I felt my eyelids get heavy. The sound of a branch snapping caught my attention. I tried to get up but I couldn't move. I could feel a dark presence approaching me. Strangely, I felt no fear at all, although I knew I might die at the claws of- wait, claws? Why would I say that?

"Og peels, gnuoy eno."

 It was the first time I was hearing the creature's strange language and yet I understood. I didn't feel like arguing or fighting back. I lay my head down and soon the world around me began to fade.

Beads of sweet ran down my face as I breathed heavily. It took a moment for my eyes to adjust to the darkness. As soon as it did, I looked around- only to confirm that I was still in my room. I was. The same furniture was arranged in the same order in the large, spacious room.

I got up and made my way to the balcony and, opening the closed glass doors, I stepped out into the cool night air. I breathed in the pleasant aroma of flowers. Paradise always smelt of flowers in Spring. I looked out- over the palace walls- toward the large city.

It had been about two years since I had come here, although it only felt like a couple of months. Daisy was gone- for good- and Paradise was the way it was supposed to be. So why was I having that dream?

 ''What's wrong, Andaline?'' A gente voice, no louder than a whisper, asked. ''Is it that dream?''

I mumbled, “Yes.”

"Ignore it. Everything is fine. I sense no danger."

I sighed, "I hope you're right, Ahndele. I hope you're right."

"You can trust me. After all, I'm you." I smiled. Ahndele was always there for me- not that he could leave if he wanted to - but still, it was nice of him.

I let the cool breeze caress my face for a moment before heading back inside. Tomorrow would be another busy day. And to think I thought being a queen would be easy. I laughed slightly as I closed the balcony doors and went inside. Sleep soon engulfed me and I knew that my dreams would be peaceful.

Why was the character having this dream? Where is Paradise? What happened in the Past? Did the character move into a new world in her dream? Who were the strange creatures? Was it really a dream? Who is ‘Ahndele’?

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