I know that I'm rather late with this prompt . So here goes the story for prompt # 14 .
COME TO ME TO FEEL MY PROTECTION . COUNT DOWN TO MY REVELATION .
The full moon cast a glare over the grave site . It illuminated the stone angels , perched atop the headstones carved from concrete and granite .
The group of free-spirited creatures frolicked amongst the tombstones . They were the most ethereal beings you could imagine . It was surprising that these sylph-like creatures generated such a powerful magnetic pull . Like other-worldly wisps , they fluttered their hands to reveal pale , translucent skin . It shone from beneath layers of shimmering fabric which swished and flowed , this way and that , cascading over as they moved , light-footed and fragile . They were restless and yet calming , as their sylph-like lightness seemed to defy the laws of gravity .
The scene was not new . He had witnessed it before . The most frightening thing about it , was the feeling of being drawn towards this scenario . It had a force that he found increasingly difficult to resist .
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Then he heard it . A new sound . Soft strains of music floated above the laughter . The laughter was familiar . It possessed that eery sense of knowing . The music was also familiar . The soothing melody seemed to infiltrate his resistance like an unwanted intruder . He identified the strains of a Gregorian chant . His eyes closed as if of their own accord and he welcomed the addictive voices which soothed and calmed him . It was a hypnotic experience – a balm , pouring itself over his body and soul , encompassing his entire being in its warm , molten , liquid sensation .
He succumbed to the irresistible force … imagined himself a lightweight , floating … felt delicate arms carry him … bear him away … up , up and beyond … the wind rushing by in his ears the knowing laughter always present , just above the wind …
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Everything was still . It was a gradual process … he could feel the difference … became aware of a presence . He wondered where he was . A other-worldly realm ?
He opened his eyes … wary and reluctant … looked around in a daze … no words escaped .
She sat before him , perched on top of her throne , a Goddess , ruler of her Kingdom . Surrounded by a cloud-like haze , her appearance was striking , a silken sash drawn tightly around her form , displaying a figure of grace and elegance . A distinct aura of power surrounded her .
“At last , we have found you ,” a hypnotic voice washed over his confused senses . “Today is a day of great rejoicing . We have waited a long time for this moment .”
He blinked . The blurry effect refused to clear . He wondered if he was dreaming ?
“Where am I ?”
“You are where you should be . It is your rightful place , your destiny . And you are very much alive , this is not a dream , I can assure you …” the tone of certainty accompanied a knowing gleam in her eyes . “From the day you were born , this is the moment that you have been living for .”
The words rang out with an undeniable sincerity .
“Your life as you know it , is not the reality of who or what you are ,” she barely gave him time to digest what she was saying .
He somehow knew that demanding more information was a futile exercise . All would be revealed to him in due course of time .
“Do you recognise this object ?” The abrupt change in topic indicated that the previous subject was closed , for the moment at least . In her hand was a beautiful antique filigree ring . It was styled in an intricate , plaited geometric design and it was obvious that this piece was valuable and one-of-its-kind .
Recognition pierced his hazy demeanour .He had seen the ring before ! It was part of a jewellery collection that belonged to his family .
This admission jolted him out of his daze .
“How did you manage to get that ?” He was wide awake now .“Who are you ? What do you want with me ?”
“That is not important . What is important for now , is that we’ve found you . We have made the connection . You have confirmed knowledge of the ring . It is the sign that we have been waiting for .This is the object that led us to you . “
It was obvious that his thoughts or opinions were unimportant . As it was , he could barely get a word in .
“That is an extremely rare and valueable piece of jewellery that belongs to my family .” He felt his temper rise .
“ We have been searching for this ring for hundreds of years . It proves that you are the one who we have to protect . We have to look after you , make sure that you are kept safe . You are the one who will deliver my people . When the time is right , all will be revealed . But until then , you will return to your everyday existence .”
Somehow , he doubted that he would be able to resume a normal ‘everyday existence’ . It would never be the same .What was ‘normal’ anyway ? If what she said was true , then he had been living a lie for all of his life !
The thought was unsettling . If he , renowned photographer , husband , father of two , were not who he thought he was , then who was he ? How could he return to a “normal everyday existence’ , when the core of his being , his identity , had just been compromised ?
"You must understand that it is out of your hands ," she continued ,"there is nothing you can do or say that will change what IS . You cannot fight it either . You cannot fight what you are . You are faced with a situation that is powerful and older than you can imagine .You must accept it , for your own good and the good of my people ."
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He couldn’t believe it ! What was happening to him ? A vein throbbed in his temple reminding him that he was very much alive ; not only alive but also helpless . For the first time in his life , he felt trapped , as tentacles of fear curled around his heart and closed in on him . The suffocating sensation seemed to squeeze the very life out of him and he felt a sense of impending doom .