Minutes later, Adea had finally shown up, dressed in her favorite leather-hide jacket and ready to go. Before they mounted Hazel and left, Lyda reminded her of the promise she made the last time, that she would speak nothing of this night to anybody. Adea hastily agreed, anxious to leave and get this mess over with. With that, the two sisters mounted the horse and rode west into the mountains. Just like old times, Lyda mused to herself.
A little over two hours later, they came upon an eerily familiar sight. As anticipated, Hazel halted on her own in the exact same spot as last time, and the two were on foot from there. Lyda was relieved when she saw that the rhododendron clusters were towering over them, indicating that the Crossing, in all its mysterious properties, had not disappeared. The atmosphere was just as heavy as before, but to Lyda, it felt more welcoming to her than she remembered. To Adea, it
1879Adea wished she could say that she was back to where she was the first time the two of them snuck out to perform that revolting ritual. What happened when she was only 8-years-old, as far as she was concerned, paled in comparison to the way it made her feel this time around. Looking back, Adea remembered being just a frightened little girl desperate to put an end to her nightmares, and despite the terrible things she had to witness to achieve that, she had been ironically thankful for the sister who had gone to such dark places to help her.This time was much different. Lyda told her that she was merely doing it to help her cleanse her dreams all over again, but she quickly proved her motives to be entirely selfish. Adea did not even want to think about it. Everything Lyda did that night she knew would haunt her for the rest of her life. She had regained total control over her dre
The cottage had been so quiet that evening, inside and out. Lost in their own company, neither Adea nor Eran noticed Lyda emerge from the cellar. She made her way to the kitchen, looking around as if to make sure that she would not run into anyone. As usual, she was not in the mood to interact with anybody. After pouring a small cup of milk for herself, she headed back down the foyer, but before she could turn the corner to retreat back down into the cellar, something caught her eye.Lyda looked up, stopping in her tracks when she spotted Adea and Eran through the glass window of the front door. It was dark outside, but she could clearly see her sister standing there, locked in Eran’s arms and kissing him.There were no thoughts going through her head as she watched, only instincts; shameless instincts of roiling jealousy at the sight of her sister,
“By the Moon, you’re out here early!”Adea looked up from the garden to see her mother emerging from the cottage. The sun was just barely cresting over the mountains. Alyra was normally up long before Adea, and would often have to wake her to join her in the garden, but this morning, Adea had beaten her outside.“I woke up a little early,” Adea responded, “so I thought I’d get a little head start.”“Oh really? Why’s that?”Adea lowered her head, smiling in playful shame. “Well, our trip to the Valley is coming up, and I just thought if we finished harvesting early that Eran and I could go a day or two in advance. At least, if that would be alright with you.”
The atmosphere was cheery as ever when they made their way down the mountainside and into the village. As often as they came here, Adea never got used to the excitement of the village market plaza, lined up and down the road with kiosks and pavilions purveying everything from produce to various trinkets, from the mountains and from the Outside as well. It was not often that the Valley received goods from the Outside, and it always fascinated Adea to learn of the cultures beyond their borders.“Look at what women wear in the Outside,” Adea said as she approached a small pavilion displaying old colonial gowns, corsets, shoes, and other feminine attire not at all like anything she and Lyda had in their wardrobes.“Ugh,” Jay muttered in disgust. “None of that looks comfortable at all. I guess that means Lyda would like it.” Every
They stayed in the Valley for two days before Lyda and Adea's parents made it themselves, but for the first night, Adea was kept in the village's healing ward, where she endured the most uncomfortable night she had ever been through. She had never been treated for physical injuries before, but she was still amazed by how skillful the healers were, and it made her question how her own sister could ever consider hurting anyone, or anything.The healers were much cheerier than she expected, constantly telling her how tough she was, which made Adea smile amidst her pain. However, she soon realized that they were only trying to keep her calm when they finally told her that her rib bone had suffered a clean break but fortunately did not appear to have punctured her lungs or heart. They said that the best she could do was take it easy and wait for the bones to heal.
Eventually, Iris managed to convince Lyda to walk with her around the mountains just outside the Valley for a few hours, just the two of them. Before they left, Iris went back to the campsite her family had set up to collect a small bag of food as well as supplies she always took with her into the wilderness. Her husband and son were not there, and she guessed that they must have still been out in the plaza, but she shrugged it off, assuring Lyda that it wouldn't be a big deal if she disappeared for a while. With that, they made their way back up the mountain path and out of the Valley.For much of the first hour, Iris tried to ease the tension in Lyda's system by simply asking her what she had been up to since the last time they had seen each other. This only fueled Lyda's stress even more as she finally confessed that she had not felt like herself in years. This caught Iris' attention as she asked when L
Lyda walked over to Iris’ side, her eyes on the chamomile patch when a rattlesnake no more than 24 inches long slithered out. Iris pushed away from the patch as the snake disappeared into the grass."I didn't even hear it rattle," she uttered in shock. "That's unusual." Looking at the bite on the back of her hand, she realized that the snake's venom was undoubtedly in her bloodstream. "I have to hurry," she said as she removed the knapsack from around her waist in which she was carrying her supplies. She was surprised for a second to see that it was partially open. Curious, she thought. She must have forgotten to secure it properly. "Luckily, I always carry with me a draught to counter the effects of venom. I should only need a small dose." She ran her hands through the contents of her bag but began to panic when she couldn't find what she was looking for.
What was meant to be a fun trip to the Valley turned into a nightmare in one day. Adea was more than shaken by her sister’s actions. Manipulating her into doing her bidding or inflicting terrifying dreams upon her in her sleep was one thing, but Adea never thought she would have the capacity to cause her such physical harm.Adea spent the next two days recovering from her injury. By the time her parents arrived at the Valley, she was well enough to leave the campsite, but they could see that something was wrong with her. Still, something in Adea’s mind was keeping her from spilling exactly what Lyda did to her. Fear? Pity? She did not know, but when they pressed her to tell them what happened, all she could say was that it was an accident.Nobody had seen Lyda again until later that day. Adea was apprehensive at first, but like every time some
I could not tell you where I am, nor how I got myself here. I know as much of that as we know in life, which is nothing. Even now, I find myself blighted more than ever by the plague of mankind’s ignorance and the consequences thereof, consequences the minds of the living were never intended to comprehend.Just like the passage into one’s dreams, my universe has all but changed in the blink of an eye. Minutes are as long as eons, yet time does not flow. There is nothing to feel but emptiness, yet the pressure of broken reality weighs upon my shoulders. I have long forgotten the tranquil sounds of the flowing spring water and the breeze whistling through the treetops. The last sound I ever heard was the voice of darkness whispering beneath my earthly flesh, drawing me to this immeasurable horror. Everything has gone still and silent henceforth, even the whispering, taking with it th
A cold wind flowed slowly through the dark, stone corridor, carrying with it an unnerving moaning like whispers. From out of the darkness, a lone, cloaked figure stepped forth. Its robes were lined with mysterious hexagonal designs, and its ghostly white hands hung by its side. The figure stood still in the middle of the corridor as the moaning sound escalated as though something was drawing near.The walls of the corridor began to distort slightly as if the cloaked figure was staring right through the transparent shroud of something otherworldly. Without flinching or even so much as saying a word, the figure nodded its head and turned to walk back into the darkness.The trip through the pitch-black hallway was slow and seemed to last an eternity, the sound of the figure’s footsteps echoing loudly. Eventually, a faint light began to seep back into the atm
Everything went numb. Adea felt nothing. No soft touch of the wind. No tranquil sounds of birds singing. No grief nor remorse. The only thing there, lingering in the dark depths of her mind, was the memory of the last moments of her sister’s life. Everything she tried to do to her twelve years ago, Adea now found herself on the other side of it.That was when she felt it. A great surge of warmth and energy coursed through her blood. It spread to every corner of her body, filling her with a sensation greater than any adrenaline or sexual satisfaction she had ever felt in her life. It continued to escalate, rising to the surface of her flesh until it almost burned. The power her sister always wanted, the power promised by the Dark Twin, she had finally taken it for herself. Suddenly, she let out a scream when it felt like some powerful force was tearing at her very soul, but it was over in little more
1891Adea looked all around at her surroundings as she rode slowly through the tranquil, springtime woods. It was amazing to her how little twelve years’ time could change these mountains, yet her entire life had all but flipped upside-down and emerged into a whole new world.It had taken her almost a year to recover mentally from the shock of losing her entire family. Eran had since taken her into his family’s home, and soon after she had taken her vows, the two were finally married.Ever since the day they were blessed before the Spirits, Adea began the slow transition into a new life of peace. In a way, she felt as though one life had died and a new one had been born, but every Spring equinox, she would go back to her family’s cottage to pay her respects to the graves of her parents and her sister.
After what seemed like a thousand lifetimes, light crept back into her eyes. Adea woke to find herself lying in the middle of the Crossing before the roots of the Twisted Oak. She was lying on her back and staring up at the crystal blue mid-morning sky. The soft breeze and the spray of the spring made goosebumps on her arms. Her eyes burned with exhaustion and her throat was dry and sore. She groaned as she sat up against the peculiar tree, crossing her arms in front of her when she realized that she was still naked. That was when it all came back to her.Adea began to shake and tears fell from her eyes when she recalled the events of that night. She tried to convince herself that it was all a terrible dream, but there was no denying it. Her parents were gone, slaughtered and mutilated on their own bed. Her sister, whom she loved more than anything else in this life, now lied at the bottom of a giant under
Adea groaned as her body was battered by the fall. That was when she registered the pain in her ankle, which shot up her leg when she tried to move. She must have sprained it in the fall. She then remembered the cracking sounds and realized that she was lying on top of a nest of something small, narrow and hard. Adea reached underneath her to grab one of the objects. It was almost too dark to see anything, but there was no mistaking the rock-like texture of a bone. She was lying in the rotting remains of a Human skeleton.Adea shivered and let out a squeal of disgust as she jumped to her feet, limping as she was unable to put the full weight of her body on her sprained ankle. That was when she looked around at her surroundings. It did not take long to realize that she had fallen into some sort of cavern, the only light coming from a small opening in the center of the roof where it flowed in like a spotligh
Adea’s ears hummed and whirred as she slowly began to regain consciousness. Her eyes struggled to focus; her vision was hazy and disoriented. Her surroundings were pitch dark and quiet, but she could feel the cold breeze against her flesh, telling her that she was outside.As more of her senses returned, she realized that she was lying on a hard but smooth surface of rock and that she had been stripped completely naked. She was still too disoriented to make out her surroundings. She tried to move, but that was when she noticed that her limbs were bound in place. Her arms were spread out on either side and her legs were both pinned straight forward. She began to panic when she turned her head this way and that, only to be met with the frighteningly familiar sight of stone slabs perched upward in a circle, and she was right in the middle of it.Adea w
Adea let out a scream as she quickly backed into her parents’ bedroom. She slammed the door shut and twisted the lock just as Lyda threw herself at the door. She banged against it ferociously, swearing and demanding her sister open it. Adea fell back onto the floor as Lyda began putting the knife through the door. She continued to scream, her head darting this way and that as if looking for a way out.In a matter of seconds, Lyda had broken the door to pieces. She kicked the splintered door off its hinges as she barged into the bedroom. Before she could look around the room for her prey, Adea leapt out from behind the dresser beside the doorway. In a fit of terror, she unwittingly threw a punch at Lyda’s face. Lyda grunted in shock and swung her hunting knife at Adea’s head. Adea ducked and ran out of the room as fast as she could, screaming at the top of her lungs as she charged down the
The return trip was even quicker as Matthias made haste across the mountain paths. His mind swarmed with thoughts wondering what the Mistress was talking about. All that mattered was that he got Lyda to the hall as fast as possible.As he emerged from the tree line along the ridge approaching the cottage, he spotted his wife and youngest daughter out in the garden. What were they doing out there instead of resting, he asked himself. He rode into the backyard, dismounting his horse before he even got to the stables. Alyra and Adea looked up from the garden.“Where is Lyda?” he huffed as he ran over to them.“In the cellar,” Alyra pointed toward the cottage. “You locked her down there, remember?”Matthias shook his head as he charg