Egyptian Wings
Oh, gods oh gods it's all coming down. I only have a few minutes before I am crushed. But this is more important than life. I had to get this letter to him even if it kills me. I read the letter one last time, then I threw the letter up into the air and my hawk Shiningwing caught it and I threw myself into full gear. My legs pumped and my lungs sucked in so much dust and rock particles, but I didn’t stop. I saw the exit and pushed with all I had left in me. Then the ceiling above me started to cave in. It was going to collapse before I got there even if I went as fast as I could. I slowed down and saw him outside gesturing frantically for me to move. I smiled love, flowing through me and I blew a kiss at him, and then the ceiling came down. I heard him howl and felt everything he felt wash over me and I smiled and let my spirit go. It was finished.
I woke up with a start, what a dream. It felt so real. Everything ached as if it had been crushed. I groaned and rolled over. My ancient Egyptian scale was glowing again. It was the third night in a row that I had had that dream and the third night that I had had the scale. I looked at my alarm. It was 5:30 a.m. I rolled over and went back to sleep.
My heart raced and I screamed wanting to escape the blackness that was all around me. I wanted to escape but how. Then I saw someone she looked just like me but she was sleeping. She looked as if she was having the same bad dream I was. I walked towards the sleeping figure. She had the same look of wonder that I had on my face. I reached out to touch the exit of whatever was trapping me and I nearly fell out but the girl fell out of bed. I stifled a laugh and she took my prison into her hands and looked straight at me and screamed.
I had the scale in my hands and it was glowing as it had never glowed before. There had been a woman who looked just like me. I could still see her and she was doubled over with laughter. She saw me watching her and she asked me where I and how did I get here .lke I hadn’t screamed at all. I felt extremely stupid but I answered her. She was on an ancient scale in my room. It had an eye of some sort in the center of it. She blinked and it was like someone had punched her in the gut and told her that she had to lick the floor clean. I told her that I didn't know how she got here but that she was safe. But she just looked at me with the same deep blue with gold-rimmed eyes I have. It was as if what I just told her wasn’t true and that I was just trying to make her feel better. Like what I said about being safe wasn’t at all true.
She kept looking at me as if I had a time bomb ticking away in my hands and I realized I did. I ran around holding the time bomb as far away from me as I could and threw it but then realized it had been a figment of my imagination. Now she was the one who was bent double and laughing silently. I walked over to the edge of my prison and placed my hand on the frame and felt no resistance and stepped out of it. My scale/ my prison was sitting in front of me the very same I had held in my hands right before I died. I looked around at my new surroundings and it was a bedroom, a strange one at that. I asked her what time era it was and she looked at me as if I had asked her to give a homeless guy a bath butt *****. She told me that it was 2020 and I stumbled. WHAT!!!!!?? Over 5,000 years had passed since I had been alive. What! I screeched. She blanched and took a small step back. I softened my tone and told her that I was sorry and that I had been rude. She nodded, forgiving me and I realized I hadn't introduced myself.
“I am sorry but I haven’t introduced myself yet my name is Seraphina Guardian and Keeper of the Scale. “
Her name was Seraphina but that was my name. We both looked the same now we have the same name. What next birthday is the same time we were born but the year of course?
I told her that I was born on December 21 328 b.c. at 12:45 pm I heard a thud and looked at her and found that she was on the floor in a heap and she had fainted. I looked around and started to shake her and I felt a pull to her back. I turned her over carefully and I carefully slit the back of her T-shirt and found the scars that only one species ever had on their back. I reached up and touched the scars and the wings started to come out and I looked at the wings that looked just like mine. But I had a feeling she didn’t know what it meant, only that it was just a genetic disfigurement. But only if she knew she would never be the same again at all she would never want to be a part of me. She would never believe me that I gently slid the wings back into her body she groaned in protest. I felt my back twinge remembering how it felt to put the wings back into my back. I knew I had to grab a cloth fast because if the wings went in fully without the cloth there the ready blood would start to pour out and it would stain the carpet. I searched her bedroom for some sort of cloth that could stop the bleeding before it came. Blood started to bead at the edges of the scars. I knew I didn’t have any more time so I ripped off my gown and placed it on her back just in time for the blood to start and she was starting to wake up and I realized that I would have to explain to her about the wings. She looked at me then at the gown that was bloodied and was slowly becoming more crimson in color. She paled and told me to not look at her as a freak. I told her that I would never look at her like I would freak and that I was just as much of a freak as she was and that is when I slowly unfurled my wings from my body and let her see them. She gasped and I told her that I couldn’t extend my wings fully because they were so big. She nodded and told me that she could tell her parents that she was going got out early to go for a run with a friend which in reality was true but there was a slight loophole in the truth which was the lie about not saying anything about the wings I also got the feeling that she was hiding her wings from her parents.
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