Inception by Christian J Gilliland

Author:Christian J Gilliland [Gilliland, Christian J]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mountaindale Press
Published: 2019-04-18T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Sarasin VII

23rd of Ramlia – 346AG

08:00 – Canrom City, Dauid's Tower

Sarasin opened her eyes and the light from the room poured into her. She did not know how they had opened but somehow, someway they had. She wasn’t in Heaven or the Hells; she could hear her guard talking and laughing outside her room. To her great dismay, she had survived.

A circle of blood surrounded her and her knife lay on the bed at her side. Quickly, she looked at her bare arms and saw that her wounds had already scarred. She couldn’t understand why she was still here.

“Had you perished, it would have been quite difficult for you to present your speech to the masses today, dear Sarasin,” a familiar voice said to her. The sound of it sent a shock through her body, her face wrinkled up with fury as she listened, “I know when I delivered my messages, I always made it a point never to kill myself the night before.”

Sarasin looked to her left and saw the man whom she had killed only a day prior. He stood with his back to the wall and legs crossed at the knees, he smiled and showed off his perfectly white teeth. He was strangely, however, not as she left him. He was young, he had all his hair… his skin was wrinkle free and he did not have a hole in his face.

“Korros…” She angrily growled with a lowered head. Her teeth clenched together and she dug her fingers into the sheets beneath her. He was the last person she wanted to see, especially smiling, “So what, do I just… see dead people now?”

“You most certainly do,” Korros beamed, uncrossing his arms and stepping toward her. “Dead people, lost spirits, ghosts; however you want to describe them, you have the ability to commune with them. The Fyres of old were known Shamans back when magic still filled the air of Duraan… it seems, somehow, that magic has returned.”

“Korros…” She seethed as she looked at the beautiful man, “Why are you here?”

“You sent me,” Korros shrugged, “Or, rather, the ‘young you’ sent me. I do not know how it is that your child self is in the great beyond but… she is.”

“You sent her there you sick fuck!” Sarasin snapped as she finally realized and acknowledged the truth of what Little Sarasin was, “You thrust my soul out of me when I was a child…” Sarasin gasped at her revelation, “I… I have no soul because of you.”

“I did,” Korros nodded his head with a look of dismay on his face, “It is… truly amazing the clarity you receive when you pass. You see things as they truly are. In life we are unable to draw lines properly; we are blinded by emotion, desire, feelings. In death, you see the black and the white. The truth and the lies… even the ones you told yourself.”

“How are you here?” Sarasin growled, “How were you able to pass into the...

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