12 The Soul from another World (1/2)

I HAVE ANOTHER NIGHTMARE. But this isn't just a normal nightmare judging from my new environment. Everything is so green. So clean. So alive. So beautiful. I whirl my head to get a better view of this paradise. My hand trails the stem of a flower as I bend to sniff its wonderful scent. My head snaps up as I heard a snap of twigs and soft rustles behind me. I look around, finding the invader. But only the sweet twits of birds greeted me.

I jump back, landing loudly on my butt, as an enormous creature appears in front of me. Its body towering over me with such height. I gasp out loud as I devour this amazing creature before me. It looks down on me with authority as if one wrong move then I would be stamped at. It bows down on one knee, waiting for an invitation for I don't know what. My hand trembles as I reach out and I gasp again as it leans its head in my extended hand. I upright myself, then run my hand over its soft, silky face. I place my other hand on the other side of its face then stand up straighter while travelling my hands on its elegant face. I let our foreheads touch and I close my eyes to savour the moment of peace. I open my eyes just in time to see its large brown eyes flutter open. I felt my own heart flits just by the sight alone. The more I stare at its eyes the more I am being drawn into this world like this has been my home ever since and I don't want to leave. I felt a connection pass between us or maybe an understanding--but of what?

As if it can read my mind, it bows lower, its knee sinking deeper into the dirt, it feels like it's encouraging me to mount on him. I walk to his side with shaky legs and take a tentative step forward. I grip its body for balance, with enough force I push my hands against him and then hoist myself up so that I am sitting on top of him. I shift slightly so that I can be comfortable but as I begin to feel a little bit comfortable it charges ahead. I was shocked by the sudden strength being put upon me that I almost lose hold of my balance and let the wind push me to my back but luckily, daily training makes my senses agile. I grip its neck like I am holding for my life while lying flat on my chest. I curse inwardly for being such a coward. This is just a ride, like riding a motorcycle or a car, but as I begin to steady myself I immediately regret it. This is not so like riding anything. Yet as this creature gains speed, I find myself wanting to sit up and just enjoy the moment.

So I did, I search for stability then very slowly, I move my body from him and my face was greeted with the sweet taste of the wind. I close my eyes and let this exhilarating feeling overwhelms me. I spread my arms wide open then look up, my eyes are trying so hard to remember every detail they can see, my nose sniffing every fragrant smell, my skin is feasting over the roughness and softness of everything that my hand touches, my tongue sticking out to taste the sweetness of the wind. I want this moment not to end but unfortunately, all gods love me, this creature suddenly skids to a halt. I look around, hunting for any threat, preparing to lunge at any source of action. However, I can see nothing but lovely creatures and a tree stood in the middle of the forest, like a heart that is not beating but alive, so alive that I must have imagined that it moves.

”Here we are,” a voice whispers.

”You can talk?” I gape at this lovely creature beneath me.

”No, but you can hear us. Our thoughts, our wishes, and our hearts. That is why I can connect with you.” The biggest mistake I've ever make is that I expected this creature to be a man but SHE'S not. As though it can hear my thoughts, it laughs.

”Yes, your royalty, we can also hear your thoughts as it is the very reason why we're connected and why I can be able to reach you out from your world and talk with you right now in your dream.” Wait, What? Your Royalty? And of course, she can hear my thoughts. ”Yes, we call someone a royalty if he/she can hear us. And if he/she can help us. As of now, you are the probably the 1025th royalty.”

”That many?” I didn't mean to shout but such a large number. She lowers herself to the ground and I begin to dismount her. As my bare feet hit the ground and I feel the earth under my feet I realize that I am not wearing the same clothes I wore when I fell asleep. I wore a white plain dress, the idea of wearing this as I picture it makes a ridiculous image in my mind. I've never worn a dress before or even a colourful one.

”You look beautiful really,” said by a beautiful voice to me. I laugh nervously, I probably look hideous enough.

”Where are you taking me anyway?” I ask in an innocent tone.

”We're already here. We just wait,” I follow the direction of her eyes and mine fell on the tree earlier. I watch the tree too, waiting patiently for something to happen. When none happen I start to turn to her.

”Maybe--”

”Your Royal Highness,” She bows on one knee and dips her head forward, her eyes found mine and she motions with them for me to do the same. I inclined my head, stay rooted on the ground and questioning her with my eyes. I am a royalty not a royal highness so there is likely something in front of us that is so powerful that I can feel its eyes penetrating through my skin causing my gut to shrink. I oblige myself to look upfront and nearly stumble when a pair of warm gold magnificent large eyes burned into mine. I was suddenly enthralled by this another scary yet amazing creature. My heart is beating so fast that I am afraid that it might actually run out of me. The creature stands to its full height and again I find it hard to breathe as I intake the massive creature in front of me. He's actually taller than any other creatures, and when I say taller I meant a lot taller, it feels like he can swallow the whole forest for his own if I thought that the being beside me is large enough, she actually looks like a joke now because it seems like this enormous body of his can reach the sky, his feet can crush us if he wants to, and if he needs to, he can eat all of us.

Its hair is sprawled all around its face-matching its golden eyes, it looks like the sun itself, setting everything around us shining and burning with the intensity of its authority radiating all over us. I take a step back, unable to take my eyes off of him, and he stares me down, I gulp loudly, sweat dripping on my body. His tail wags behind him, the one that I thought was the tree is actually his freaking tail.

”Irish,” said by a deep raspy voice.

”Yes, your highness.” Answered by my friend beside me. So her name is Irish.

”Rise,” he says in command and she slowly obeys.

”Is she the next Royalty?” he turns his eyes to me and I feel the sudden urge to bury myself underground.