SILVER-HEART
Chapter 142: The Bliss Of Ride

Chapter 142: The Bliss Of Ride

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The more I spent time here, the more I realized how much my purpose as a Yin runs deep. A fate... written in stone that even I could not destroy, a place I must stay and fulfill a balance to secure the realms. A purpose bigger than even me. A purpose I cannot run away from.

My hands and Aldon’s were joined together holding a circle of water, we raised it up and allowed the spiral of water to hang in the air before it glowed.

"Our powers are just as connected," Aldon said to me with a smile on his lips, and the spiral descended and spilled into droplets around us.

I felt Aldon’s hands on my chin lifting it gently so that I would look at him, which I did with a forced smile.

"Aveline," he said softly. "I know all this will be hard for you, for you created a life for yourself there. I understand if you need more than enough time"

Aldon was understanding and always tells me to take my time. In the short period of time here I have gotten used to my people, and learning my language and traditions, Aldon keeps close to me and talks about many things both here and back in the Isle of Pathways and I listen to all wanting to know more as much as I can.

I didn’t like roaming around without the faintest memory about the past, maybe having those will give me some closure for I felt like an alien here, I felt like a misplaced piece, so I wanted to do my best to know my memories and maybe just maybe I can ease the feeling storming within me each time a new day breaks.

I only remember little things, mostly what I saw in the milky water. Aside from that, the rest haven’t come to me, I still don’t know why I suddenly disappeared or why William dropped me off in the Mortal Realm. Aldon only tells me it would take time to regain that we have all eternity, or it might be an aftereffect just like the time I was reborn having no memories of the past. This could be it too, I might never remember.

And it only makes things worse.

Each passing day felt like a silent torture I am meant to bear. Even as I converse with my people and learn about things, I still picture crystal green eyes haunting me, even when I close my eyes, I could feel his hand against mine.

I could feel his lips against my skin, I could feel his warm breath against my face, I could see his smile that rarely formed on his lips, and I could feel his arms around me. But each time I opened my eyes, everything vanished into thin air and it was just me in my room, alone in the darkness and silently drowning.

No William

It was like a part of me was slowly dying, I can’t even remember the last time I smiled, or talked even, I rarely spoke, only when the others talked to me and asked me about my preferences about something, the rest of the day it’s just me and my silent self.

Aethel was a beautiful place, endowed with many things, and other wonderful creatures, the white horses are a sight to see. Aldon taught me to ride them and even showed me the personal horse I had.

Her name was Star. He has gifted me her in the past and says it was one of my favorite gifts. I love spending time with her, most especially when I would ride her and allow the wind to brush against my skin, the pressure, and the feeling of my blood pumping, my fast beating heart with each hoof against the ground.

How my body would bounce up and down, and at that moment I felt something, for nothing entices me anymore, it was hard to feel, not without him.

I would ride Star far into the wild for peace with myself, seated on the rock and watching the waterfall and the creatures of the forest singing, how I would get lost in their rhythm and subconsciously feel my empty finger where William’s ring once treasured, but it was gone the moment I came back, everything about him, all traces of him, even the bite mark he left on my skin, all gone.

I would sometimes wander too far in my head and picture Sophia running around, her laughter in the air, or feel my hands in the dirt as I farmed with Elvenai and wanted her so badly to break a smile on her lips. I never succeeded in that and I truly wish I did. I would remember Severus with his usual smile on his lips, calling me ’My lady’ as he brings me books he knows I like.

I could hear his voice too... My William, close to my ears, in his soothing tone, is what I use mostly whenever I’m alone. I let the sound take me, but with each passing day, it starts to fade and I barely hear him. It brings tears to my eyes knowing even his voice is fading away.

Not even a trace of him will remain with me and it hurts.

Star came closer to me and used her nuzzle to my face and breathed against my hair. It was a tender action and I knew without a doubt she remembers me, and craves every inch of my presence. It’s soothing as I run my hands through her white mane.

She is truly beautiful, certainly one of the creatures I adore. I climbed on her back and spoke in Elven tongue for her to run and she did just that. Taking me into the bliss of a ride, my long amber hair swirling behind me, the kiss of the wind against my features, her neighing feeling the air.

And just like that holding her saddle, I would close my eyes and imagine I would disappear, maybe into William’s arms.

But who am I to cheat fate?