The Dream
298 Words
POV: Elena
"Elena," a voice came from behind me. I was standing in the middle of the most beautiful garden, full of rose bushes and white daisies. I turned around and saw a young woman approaching me. She seemed to get more beautiful with each step she took.
"Who are you, and how do you know my name?" I asked.
"I am a friend, child," she replied with a smile on her face.
Her hair was the most beautiful color — silver and white blended together. She was dressed in a silver dress with beautiful curves, but what drew me in the most were her eyes.
They were the bluest eyes I had ever seen, and I felt at peace. Her aura of power poured from her in waves, and suddenly, even with me being only four years old, I knew she would never harm me.
"You're beautiful, Miss," I replied with the biggest smile on my face.
"Thank you, darling," she continued. "Child, I have come to tell you something terrible is about to happen to you."
"What do you mean?" I said, getting scared. "What will happen?"
She sat on the ground and put me on her lap.
"Danger will come to you from all sides, my child," she said, stroking my hair. "You must be patient and have courage. You must never give up, even when it seems like all hope is lost. You will be tested, but you must have faith in yourself. Never lose it."
She stroked my hair lightly, and I grew sleepier. Her voice was starting to fade. I was struggling to keep my eyes open and remember her words.
"What will happen?" I asked as my eyes began to close.
"Remember my words," was all I heard before everything faded.
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