by Shane Blackridge III on January 15th, 2011, 5:18 am
His dream was peaceful, serene. He walked through his forest again, coming upon the familiar playground. The black and white girl was still swinging, her cloak rustling as she swung higher and higher. His feet took control and Shane found himself sitting on the merry go round, watching the innocent child enjoy herself. She saw him and waved a tiny hand, a precious smile spreading across her face. In return, he waved back. Somehow they knew each other, yet he couldn't even remember her name. He just sat there and watched her play. Next was the monkey bars, then the see saws, and finally back to the swing. He felt a need to protect the little girl, like he was her guardian angel. He chuckled at the thought, attracting the attention of the girl. Her face grew sad, distraught. in the distance he heard a door close, its rusty hinges groaning as it was shut, accompanied by rough and uneven breaths.
It shook him into reality, the closing of the door and the panicked breath of a nearby individual. His eyes fluttered open to see the tattered and torn Leyley, his skin tingling with fear and his heart nearly leaping out of his skin. He jumped out of bed, the blood rushing to his head as he starting his morning hangover. He flinched at the pain surging through his head, but something more important had come up."Leyley? Leyley, What happened? Are you okay?" He gripped her by the shoulders, his eyes darting to and fro searching for any kind of damage that was inflicted to her. "Who did this to you?" He asked, his voice now filled with rage. His blood pounded loudly as his anger rose to a frightening height. But soon that anger turned to worry as his mind changed from "I'm going to kill whoever hurt her" to "Is she going to be okay?"
"Which path will you take?." Asked the Wolf
"the path of needles or the path of pins?"
"I guess I'll take the path of needles," the little girl replied.
"Then I'll take the path of pins and we'll see who gets there first"