NATALIE

The burning woman walks to me, her steps small. The more she walks, the greater the distance between us becomes.

I am desperate. I need to communicate with her. I have to find out about a lot of things.

Her shimmering ambers leave mine, lowering to my stomach. The fire burning her, lightens. I watch in awe as she shakes her head, her glowing hair swaying with the movement.

“ Don’t let them know about it. ” She didn’t open her mouth, just stared but her voice still sounded somewhere at the back of my mind, as if it was my second conscious talking and not her.

“ What? ” I manage to ask the voice as I try to walk forward and end the distance between us both.

“ Don’t let them know about the child. They won’t let it live. ” The voice warns.

It’s like a bucket of cold water is dumped over me. I wake up, gasping for air. The lights are turned off in my room and I can only lie there, panting like a fish out of water.

She finally spoke up. I thought I will never be able to talk to her