The Fallen Valkyrie

Oblivion

Jeremy watched the two ladies disappearing behind the curtain of mist engulfing the road dissolved into the grey fog. He noticed his hands are shivering, and palm sweaty.

It wasn’t the cold. He still feared something.  The girl? Maybe.

He had an odd sensation lingering inside him about Bianca. She was absurdly familiar to him. That moment when he touched her hand for a handshake – her skin, the touch felt like he had felt it before. But, Layla? No. She was genuinely an outsider here.

The fallen Valkyrie. Jeremy smiled to himself amused as he realised how dumb it was to actually believe in Sabrina’s concocted stories.

The story never went too far from imagination. But today he thought he had a lot to imagine. Everything that had happened here, it was quiet stupid and that was wholly irrational for Jeremy. He had never thought about it. Somehow listening to Sabrina obsessing over their cultural subject and stories about the fallen Valkyries had tricked his mind.

But this world was full of mysteries and there could be alot going on in the shadows, away from humanity. Humans are still oblivious about some things. They afraid of knowing what lingers in the dark.