Drifting Waters Chapter One: Misty Depths Trees high and low, mist covering the depths of the ground. Peering into the mist, I see nothing. The mist is too thick, as I look beyond the landscape, I see nothing. Nothing but darkness for the time being, but The Darkness is me. It calls to you in to the deep depths of the night sky. The swirls of the current, the rushing rapids of the steam, the song of the winter breeze makes chills down you spine, and stands up your hair on the back of your neck. Chapter Two: The Time And Place My stomach starts to turn every opposite way to the truth. Of the village I grew up in. As a princess. Trying to get me to turn around. I wouldn't be doing this unless I had to. I drag a long, white Cloak over my back. Just in case. Just in case someone saw me. Saw me and remembered. It's was 12 years ago. It's not like anyone is going to shout out the secrets I'm holding back... Would they? Oh why did I agree to this all those years ago? To come back after 12 years, If I was still alive. Here I was, one step closer to the truth. The truth of my birth, my family, my powers I still don’t understand, The powerful darkness inside me. But why now? Why did i agree to coming back. On the reunion of when I 'disappeared'... As I am walking past my first cabins, they kept coming round the corner. One by one. I didn't care about it, all I cared about was.. I stopped dead. I saw it. It was just out of my reach. On what looked like a Ceremonial Stage, In a glass casing there it was. The royal Amethyst crown. It's supposed to be mine but after some found out I was a "Darken Angel" they told me that I wasn't pure royal blood; but what do they know? I'll get it it Kills me... As I look beyond the sky, I see the the most bizarre thing, A crow. I thought those were extinct?… Well. It doesn’t look like a natural crow though, it looks like its driven by Darkness... Chapter Three: The Stare I see in the corner of my eye, in the shadows of my long black eyelashes, I see a figure of a handsome guy. He was standing, leaning against an archway, He's wearing black, Italian leather jacket and black jeans. It's breezy, it's nice to get it under your wings, once and a while. I Waltz towards him in a confused but confidently smart woman. A woman with very dark secrets. I stop dead right in front of him. It was the most confusing, yet intense thing that had happened to me. For years. He was in my head, but this lips weren’t moving. How could I hear him so clearly, yet he isn’t speaking to me? It puzzled me dearly. “Hi” I only said that. Just in case he didn’t know me. He did it again. No movement across his lips but I could hear him crystal clear. I was so confused because he knew me, but I don’t know him. “I must have the wrong Heaven lotus Winters then?” My mind was blown away. “How do You, know Me?” I didn’t mean to make myself sound like I have attitude, but how does he know me? I haven’t been here since I was a student, at Whitmore College. How? I’m going to get answers no matter what. “If you want answers just ask.” How does he know this? Who I am. Then people will get suspicious. No one is supposed to know me anymore. Not after that day… “Um excuse me. I don’t even know your first name, you know my whole #life. My secrets. So?” I really wanted to know who he was, and why did he wanted to know what else I know. “Forest. Forest Bay. And it is very extraordinary to finally meet you . . . .”