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have. He has a
winsome smile and his full lips curve upward- the
look he gives me makes my heart skip a few beats.
There is an element about him that had an
undercurrent of danger, recklessness even, that
always aroused my senses. He is striking from any
angle and his eyes smolder- almost seductively.
    The feel of his skin against mine, his hands holding
me tight and the sweet smell of his body are all
familiar. How long has it been since I have been with
him? I search my mind as far as I can remember. He
lifts my head and brushes his lips against mine. We
begin to kiss so sensually that jolts of heat shoot
down my spine. I press my hands against his back,
pressing him closer.
    My pulse quickens, and as his face comes into focus,
I can see his smile. “Stay with me Jaden,” I say as
my fingers intertwine with his. In a different time or
placethese words could make sense. It’s all coming
back to me now, and I know that I will lose you all
over again.
    The last thing I remember is his smile. So many
stories are hidden beneath that smile. What I see in
his eyes breaks my heart and I am afraid that I will
never see him again. A hazy mist now swirls around
him and he backs away from me. He has his hands in
his pockets and his pants are fluttering in a breeze.
He smiles at me one last time, turns around and walks
into the mist. Scenes of my life are whirling around
me and then everything goes dark.
    “Jaden”. My name on her lips sounds magical. I have
waited so long to hear her voice once again. My eyes
never leave her face. She radiates warmth and looks
as she had long ago, before the world had left its cruel
marks on her. It’s a sliver of time I will never get
back. It’s been a lifetime and I can’t forget her face,
she is the one who completes me. It’s a fragment of
time that I have hidden away in the inner recess of my
mind. Nothing more than a promise of the reality of
what could have been. We had chosen different paths
and were never to see each other again. Our destinies
were chosen in secret and no one knew what anyone
else had decided until the last day. When she left the
other side, the day we chose our paths, she lost all
memories. Knowing what she was would only serve
to burden her and make the task at hand that much
more difficult.
    Being chosen does not ensure fame, fortune or glory
but rather to act as a conduit. When someone follows
the light they are given powerful gifts but they are not
meant for personal gratification.
    Ivy does not know it, but she holds a piece of my
soul. She was in grave danger as the veil of the other
world was breached. The light within her was just a
dim flicker and she was no match for the creatures
coming from the other side. I suffered thinking about
the pain she would endure and despair welled up
inside me.
    That night, when she first entered the tunnels under
the old house, I willed my horse to bind to her soul.
The white horses belong to the immortals- the path
that I have chosen. Immortal horses carry the light
and have an aura of protection about them.
    I often dream the impossible dream. Can this sliver of
time, this chance meeting, ever lead to an eternity
with her? I follow her through deserted lands, ruins
and the shadows of the dark world. She is chosen and
many would see her dead and out of the way. Hungry
creatures will attempt to tear her flesh from her bones
and devour all that she stands for in this forsaken
place.
    When the journey is completed, then the chosen will
be given the desires of their heart. I often wonder
what she will choose for herself. Will her memories
of the time we spent together, before her human birth,
come back to her?

Chapter 4
    I can’t pretend to remember the last 24 hours with
clarity. I have come to believe that this world is here
to drive people insane. To play with our minds until
our spirits cease to exist. There is nothing that makes
any sense hereand I’m reasonably sure the dead