This is my short little proluge. It's supposed to be short to not give too much away.

I had expected the basins to be on shelves, maybe even tables. But not…floating.

The room was stunningly beautiful. The basins, which were made of light gray stone, seemed to be held up by small clouds of purple and white. There were tons of the basins, row upon row, in a seemingly infinite amount. All around me the air was full of a fuchsia-like light. I felt as if I was leaving Earth, and had entered another world. Above me I didn’t see a ceiling, or a sky, but simply the pretty colored light continuing up and up, with little purple-white clouds scattered about.

I took a step forward- and the basins shifted. At the speed of sound they moved, until finally one stopped before me. It looked the same as all the others, seemingly plain and simple, but to me it was beautiful. This was because I saw my name carved in the light gray stone and knew it stood for…my freedom…my release…

But I was nervous. As much as I wanted this, I knew what it would mean. So, my brain did what it always did when I panic: asked questions. What was the light? Why did it look like that? How did the basins float? Would it move if you pushed it, or is it rooted somehow?

I moved my fingers forward, in intention of finding out. Just as they were about to make contact…

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”

I jumped. I didn’t realize I had been followed. But jumping only ended up scaring me more, for it revealed that the floor below me had disappeared, replaced by small stepping stones, on one of which I was standing. Below me, the fuchsia colored light continued. There was no bottom, just as there had been no top…my head began to ache out of nausea. I’d never liked heights.

Then I remembered I had been spoken to. “Why?” I croaked.

“As soon as you touch the basin, its power is unlocked. You have to be sure,” the lady’s voice answered.

I nodded. This made sense.

“And…I’ll really forget?” I held my hand a few inches away.

“Your feelings, yes.”

“But my memories?”

The lady laughed, but not in a condescending way.”You overestimate my power if you think I can remove actual memories. I can only remove the emotions behind them.”

I took a deep breath. “Ok, I think I’m ready.” Without waiting for her to answer, I reached out to touch the basin, and everything went black.

Fiction: 04/07/09 | Posted By: MerokoYui4 | 3 comments