Snippet #1374375

As I was sitting on the cold, stone floor playing with the ends of my tattered dress, I heard the sound of boots clicking against the stone somewhere in the darkness. The clicking was swift, as if its owner was in a hurry. I stiffened in the only beam of light in the cave, but then relaxed when Emilee’s familiar face appeared just moments later. I jumped up quickly with a smile spreading across my face. The smile faded when I saw Emilee’s frustrated expression. Although she wore a mask that covered most of her face, her emotions were still easy to recognize.

"Sorry for being late. I have brought food.” Emilee murdered coldly. Before I could respond, she placed water and bread in my hands and then stalked off. Before she was completely enveloped by the darkness, she turned and looked at me. "I will be guarding from outside. If you need me, then come find me." She hastily stated. Then she continued back into the darkness. The sound of her quickening footsteps faded moments later.

Sighing, I returned to my spot on the floor with the food in my hands. My angry stomach roared viciously at the sight of food again. I flushed slightly and tried to quiet my stomach by taking a huge bite out of the bread Emilee had given me. After a few more bites of similar fashion, the hungering beast finally quieted down. Taking a few sips from the water, I felt satisfied at last.

My mind switched to Emilee (after it wasn’t worried about food anymore). Questions circle inside my skull like a tornado. Why did she leave for so long? Does she not like me anymore? Did I say something? Why did she go back out again? How, why, when, where, what! I shook my head I couple of times as if to shake the thoughts away. Whatever the reason may be, it has to be a good one. I reassured myself. She is that kind of person. I rested my head on my knees.

Looking over at Caelus, I saw that she was fiercely devouring the meat Emilee had brought for her. I giggled at her.

“Looks like you are enjoying yourself, Caelus.” I said smiling. “I told you Emilee would come.” I rose from my spot on the floor and placed my leftover bread and water on a large rock that came up to the middle of my thighs. Retrieving my shawl from the floor, I spun and twirled in the retreating light of the day as it darkened into a new night. A feeling of joy washed over me and I acquired that familiar sensation to sing. I took a deep breath of the cool cave air. Twirling once again, I opened my mouth and let loose a soft melody.

The words came naturally to me as if they were buried deep inside me soul. It was instinct for me to sing, pure instinct, and I was proud to own it. Somehow the words I sing are always familiar no matter if I have sung them before or not. As I sing I feel as if someone else is singing along with me. It’s as if someone is connected to me. I always wondered why I felt this way.

I continued to dance and sing deep into the night until finally my feet were numb from the cold and my tongue bled freely from over singing. My movements slowed and my words slurred. My eyelids felt extremely heavy. The ground got closer and closer. And then I blacked out.