Selena's Daughter 4 (The Prophecy) by Ifeoma Isabella Okeke

Grace  didn’t  know  how  long they flew, but to her it seems like days and the worst part of it was she didn’t know where he Dragon was taking her too. After a while she remembered that the Dragon had spoke to her earlier on at the castle before whisking her away, she decided to ask the Dragon some question. “Uhmm hello, please I want to ask you where you are taking me too?”.

The Dragon ignored her and didn’t acknowledge her question. When Grace finally realize that the Dragon would not answer her question she kept quite.

 After a while of flying in the clouds, Grace couldn’t contain her anger. “Listen Mr Dragon, you have been flying for sometime now and I want to ask have you not reached where you are taking me too or are we going to fly forever up in the sky?”

The Dragon didn’t answer, rather it flew downwards, moving so fast making Grace to hold on tight to its claws. As the ground drew nearer to them, magically a Portal made of pure gold opened and the Dragon went into it. The portal closes once and disappeared.

Light blinded Grace that she had to raise one of her arm to shade her from the light. When she had felt the Dragon had truly land she opened her eyes to see where they were. She noticed that they were standing by the lake.  The Dragon carefully let go of Grace and suddenly flew up, leaving Grace behind. Grace was suddenly afraid of her surroundings “Hey!!” She yelled  as she scream her lungs out looking up. “Where did you think you are going leaving me behind? Where on earth is this place, please come back I don’t even know where I am?”

The Dragon didn’t pay any attention and flew out of sight.

Grace watched until the Dragon became very tiny and was seen no more. She sat down looking around her, everywhere looks strange to her, she pull her legs until it touch her chin and lay her head on it before she let out the water that has been building up. She cried.

“Grace!” She heard someone calling her name but ignored it and wept harder. “Grace!” she heard the voice again in her head, she sighed and lifted her head. She looked around the clearing for whoever called her but couldn’t see anyone. She heard someone calling her again, the voice was closer  now coming from the direction of the water. She looked out across the lake. There were several tiny lights gliding across the surface of the water. She rubbed her eyes once more but they were still there. One of them broke away from the rest and moved towards her.

The light coming towards her became brighter and she once again lifted her arm to shade her eyes. She could feel the light surrounding her, it was warm and gentle and she felt no fear. As the light receded she lowered her arm and opened her eyes. In front of her, hovering just above the surface of the water stood a tall woman. She was wearing a white robe and her face was hidden. Grace walked towards her without thinking until she stood at the edge of the lake. She lowered her hood and her silver hair fell in soft curls down her back, she tucked loose strands behind her ears. Her skin was light blue and as smooth as the water beneath her feet. Her face was unlined but her large eyes were deep blue, faceted like crystals and Grace knew this lady before her was ancient. Her gaze was piercing but she looked at her with pity. “Hello Grace”, she said smiling at her, her voice was deep and although she spoke out loud she also heard the words echo within her mind. “Who are you…? Where am I?”  she asked looking behind her at the lake. She saw a glimpse of another world and for a moment she felt disorientated. “We are Drakin and I have been sent to take you with me to our kingdom”, she replied. “How can I believe your words. A Dragon dropped me here and flew away without uttering a word to me, and now you came out of nowhere and then ask me to come with you!” Grace shouted. “Come you are weary and full of grief, In Drakin everything will be explained to you. That which you seek will be revealed to you. My name is Isadora, come”. She beckoned Grace to come with her.

Grace hesitated for a moment then walked towards her, she has nothing to lose after all. Isadora turned and moved towards the centre of the lake, she seemed to fly but Grace could see no wings. Grace looked down wondering why she wasn’t wading through the lake and saw that she was walking on the water. Her boots left little ripples but did not break the surface. The lake was dark and smooth like glass. Looking back she could just make out the far bank through a grey veil. She had left her world behind and had entered the immortal world of Drakin.

Grace followed Isadora to the kingdom looking around her. They were standing in a small inlet with steep embankments on two sides. A white chalk path wound it’s way through the grass between them to the crest of a hill and disappeared out of sight. She held out her hand to Grace, Grace hesitated then took her hand and stood nest to her. Isadora led Grace up the bank, following the path between the grassy slopes. There were small blue and yellow flowers in the grass. Here and there flowering bushes climbed the bank, their sweet fragrance filled the air. As they climbed she saw the branches of flowering trees appear along the top of each bank, she looked around her in wonder. Everything seemed so alive; the colors of the grass and flowers looked bright and vivid. Even the sky seemed to be a hum coming from everything, as though the land was singing to her. Isadora turned and beckoned her to follow her once more. They had reached the top of the hill, the path continued through a vibrant forest. The trees were unlike any she had ever seen, these were far more beautiful. The leaves were the richest shades of green, red, silver and gold, each one was perfectly formed. The trunks of the trees and the branches seemed newly made but ancient. The whole forest seemed to vibrate with a hidden energy.

“Come just a little further, there is something I must show you”, Isadora said leading her through the forest. She followed her through the trees until they came to a clearing with large standing stones in the centre. Grace realized that they were taller than she first thought as they were set in a depression in the ground like a huge bowl, with grassy slopes all around them.

They were positioned in two semi circles separated by the path that ran between them. The stones formed three doorways on each side of the path. In the very centre of the circle there stood a stone table holding a huge crystal. It was split into seven spurs, each one pointing at the doorway, the central one pointing to the sky. The path widened a the top of the slope and led down between the stones. It split into two around the table in the centre on the far side of the table. The path joined again and continued up the bank on the far side. Isadora walked to the edge of the bank and stopped waiting for Grace.

As Grace got closer, she felt the crystals power, it hummed and the air around it shimmered. It shined with a white light but as Grace stood beside Isadora it turned dark and the air around them seemed to darken. For the first time since she had set foot on Drakin she felt afraid. The humming faltered and became screaming voices, she covered her ears with her hands trying to block out the noise. She stared at the crystal as though mesmerized and could not look away. The dark cleared and the crystal shined white again, the screaming faded, the humming returned and the air around them brightened. No longer afraid or paralyzed she turned to look at Isadora. “Here is the heart of Drakin and the source of our power. It is a secret known only to those that live here and those we choose to show. Each doorway is a gateway to another world born of magic. Each of these worlds like your own draws on the power of the crystal. These worlds and the crystal hold the key to the balance”.

“The crystal. It went black…….why?” Grace asked not sure if she really wanted to know. “The crystal is the source of all magic and magic can be light or dark. These forces are always fighting to control the crystals power. For now light is stronger and good prevails. If the dark becomes dominant then evil will prevail. Whether good or evil rules, the balance will remain”. “So why am I here?” Grace asked. “You are far more powerful than you realize, you have the power to walk in many worlds. Even I, an immortal can not do so”. “Why have you brought me here?” She asked again. “I will show you, so you can understand why you were brought here”. Isadora said.

Some Drakins brought them two stones which they sat on. A large shallow stone basin was set on the floor between Grace and Isadora. One of the Drakins poured clear water into the basin and then bowing to Grace and Isadora they left them alone. “Water from the lake of Drakin has great power and can be used to help those who see”, explained Isadora. “I’m not a seer, or someone that has powers”, Grace said, looking at the water. “Your powers are great but unless you believe in yourself they are useless. Your power of prophecy is second only to your power of sorcery, you do not know what you can achieve unless you try”. She said, Grace looked up at Isadora and nodded. “Show me”, she said moving closer to the basin. “Look into the water and you will see the three sisters of Memo Goddess”.

Grace looked into the water and heard Isadora’s voice in her mind. She saw each sister as she describe them.  “There are three aspects to their nature, three sisters that are very different from each other and are always fighting to dominate the others. The eldest sister, Selena, is the light and she fights for all that is good”.