The Battle For Ironclad by Casey Herzog

Author:Casey Herzog [Herzog, Casey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-10-17T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

I could tell Damien was waiting for me to do something, but that same shock I felt from my childhood was now coming back with an even greater force of resistance. My eyes were darting around as I thought about how I was going to survive. The ground beneath my feet was opening wide and there was nothing below. My feet stretched. I had to act like some sort of contortionist.

The story of my life was coming apart; the pages that had already been read floated in the ether in front of my face. Words lost all meaning as I took one breath after another, thinking that it was going to be my last.

I didn’t know what happened to make me lose my memory, but it was coming back to me. That feeling of dread was making my knees knock together, while Damien was begging me with tears in his eyes to make this go away.

I saw myself as that same little girl, terrified beyond words with my fingers shaking. I could hear the rumble behind me and I didn’t dare look to see what was ultimately going to be my frozen grave.

I heard a voice calling to me and I saw a hand outstretched that made me look into the darkness that had me impaled on the spear of truth. I reached for that hand, and through the driving snow came that same conviction. I didn’t allow it to cripple me.

I heard a gasp, and it wasn’t of surprise. Dangling from my hand was Damien over what I could only describe as a black hole. He passed out, hanging there limply with me holding on to him as the only means of rescue coming our way.

The little girl was snatched from the jaws of death by a father who seemed indifferent as to whether or not she survived. There was no emotion on his face, and I thought he was like some unfeeling robot. He looked into my eyes and said words that seemed to penetrate my skull like a sharpened scalpel. He was the one who took away that memory and left behind another more pleasing one. He had messed with my mind to prevent me from having the nightmares that would persist from that kind of trauma.

“I know what I have to do, but there’s really only one way to be sure how this is all going to unfold. I don’t know if you can hear me, father, but I have heard you loud and clear. The things you taught me were subtle, but I have retained the knowledge. I wish I could be near you again and tell you how sorry I am for the way I behaved. All I have left is my undying love for the man who raised me to be the strong and confident woman you see now. I can do this because you have always been there and it doesn’t matter if I see you or not. Your influence will always be felt in some way or another.

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