"She's a wild one" pt 2 excerpt from Inside Your Shadow (C) 2024

The Cloak-

She had to use her cell phone as a computer, to send her desperation on Messenger. Next, she remembered laying flat. As she stared at the ceiling light the Moon passed over the Sun, “An eye closed.

The clouds then cloaked The Night’s Eye. Lightning fingers touched the land with just enough authority to turn off anything that lit the land.

A few that knew of the entities coming through an open barrier dared not to tell.

She saw nothing in the darkness of the cloak. It was a comfort she so adored until the whispering came. She could’ve been approached by anyone. Actually the whispering words became clear. Clearer than any voice she had heard before. Yet it began to frighten her because she couldn’t understand who or what they were talking about. Then she saw the bright light.

The emergency technicians were opening her eyelids, checking her pupils with that special light, while talking all that medical talk. Placing the pads on her chest.

She did know though, somehow, more than she had known anything ever before, that she was going to another place. She thought the blinding light had to be heaven. Then she saw a hand come from the light. Instinctively, she placed her hands in stronger hands. 

“Am I dead?” She asked with a whining crack voice. She had remembered many times, “I’d be better off dead. I wish I were dead. Little Nik would me.” Yet now when faced with the seemingly inevitable fate; she wished to be alive.

“Copernicus, what a name.” He said. Yea, she was dating her college professor. She had that debate for a while to give him that name. “I can’t do this anymore,” he said that one last time.

She remembered the first date. How she stayed after class that one day to learn the basics. He stood at his board explaining things she didn’t understand. She had been out of rehab for less than a month. Was embarrassed that he was a couple of years older than her. She wondered if her mind would be capable of learning again. She remembered how he sat next to her. Made her feel calm, made her feel hopeful. She remembered the look he gave her. “It was like you both knew.” She remembered being drunk again in that same bar days later. She was too wasted to drive. He drove her home. She wanted him. But he kept his distance. She remembered staying after class more and more for tutoring. He motivated her. Year and a half later she graduated from college.

He encouraged her. But then later, “I can’t do this anymore!” . Her husband’s veins in his forehead were crudely poking out. 

The inside of the house was big. Had marble floors, brick fire place. The house had a large kitchen. Larger than any room that she had lived in before. It was her dream house. The yard was pristinely manicured.