Dance of Elements: Awakening - Chapter 1

I love you Daniel... I opened my eyes, either from the gentle, but fatigued voice of a woman who sounded in my subconscious, or from a terrible pain in the back of my neck. Trying at least to remember something, I did not succeed. Instead of memories, in my head, there was only one question. What do these words mean? Who is Daniel? How did I get here? And, in the end, the most importantly who am I?

Silence, it seems, swallowed everything around. I could not hear the singing of birds or the noise of leaves, although apparently I woke up in the forest, on a small lawn, where life should boil. I cautiously raised myself to examine my wounds and see if I could get out of here. In fact, everything was not so bad, on the right foot, there were a few abrasions, and on his stomach there was a spooky, red circle, similar to a burn. It could be said that it's okay if it were not for a big hematoma at the back of my head, because of which my thoughts seemed to get mad, not giving me a good idea. But there was no rest when, I had to go, the sun was already setting in the horizon, and in the forest alone, I did not really want to stay.

I do not know how many, in time, I walked, perhaps an hour or more, before I decided to stop, in order to catch my breath and figure out the direction of the route. My head started to howl with pain, not giving me the right way to think. There were trees all around: no roads to you, no paths, but still, in my field of vision, there was an unusual, creation of nature - it was a mighty oak tree of ancient legends and fairy tales. This king of the forest, it seemed to me, a real giant, two hundred feet high. Maybe intuition or the sixth sense, made me, like a bewitched one, go to the giant.

On the way to him, me, more and more, amazed his greatness, it seemed, every branch of the giant, filled with a thousand-year wisdom, which now would be so useful to me. Step by step, approaching an unusual tree, I felt more and more clearly how my soul was filled with divine power and energy. Suddenly, the pain in the neck, subsided, and fear replaced confidence, that I'm on the right path.

Here, even a moment and I stood before him, fascinated by his beauty and strength. In my subconscious, questions began to pop up again. Who am I? Why am I all alone here? Maybe I was a bad person, so I was abandoned? Who is Daniel? Maybe it's me? But not one of them, I could not answer. Suddenly, everything inside me cleared up and to my eyes, a strange drawing, cut out, by someone, on the trunk of a tree opened. I was very surprised that I did not notice him immediately.

The figure, three feet in height and as wide, impressed me greatly, striking with its mysteriousness. Five spherical figures are connected, among themselves, with lines arranged in a circle. Above each figure were carved, indistinct symbols, similar to the ancient runes. I could not understand: how do I know about runes? In the center of the picture there is a black circle, to which lines were attached, from all five figures. How, frighteningly quiet, was around, not a single sound, only I and the mysterious figure. My palm, intuitively, reached out to the black circle, everything was seething in my stomach, fear, anxiety, doubt and uncertainty flooded me, with an irresistible flow. I touched him, ran over my fingers, some kind of chill. The black circle, shone bright light, frightening and at the same time beautiful. I stood, as if paralyzed, watching as the light slowly, passing through the line, filled, one of the five figures. Suddenly, the rune above it, like the one written opposite, was lit up by a bright blue glow. My body became light, the force of gravity, no longer dominated me. The space ahead, began to warp, making the drawing not legible. And after me, simply, dragged directly into the trunk of the tree, while a sense of horror filled every cell of my body.

Once again, I had to lie on the ground - it was already a habit. I was still shaking with fear and misunderstanding of how I ended up in this situation. I looked at the sky, at sunset - this is something unusual. The sky mixes seemingly incompatible colors, receiving such shades, reproduce, which only an artist with a heart can, capable of accommodating this unusual and stunning beauty. This sky can be seen for hours, and it will not be the same for a single second. Here is a huge disk tired of the day the sun goes down the horizon, giving the sky a golden-yellow tint, but it sinks into the clouds, painting them in an unusual pinkish-red color and suggesting the idea of tomorrow's windy weather. And a completely fantastic picture of the sunset, when the sun has already set, and the sky has acquired a dark, emerald-turquoise color, and against this background, as if with the entreaty stretched to the sky, the nude branches of huge, black trees. How unusual and changeable!

"Only, you need to climb one more time than fall and I'm lucky to survive," I thought to myself.

And, at the same moment, the first time for this crazy day, a smile appeared on my face. I jumped to my feet and froze in place. In total, five versts from me, on a huge rock that was washed by a transparent river, stood a dark blue tower, three hundred feet high. Its foundation, rested on oak piles, the walls were made of stone. It was divided into seven tiers: the first three square, with open galleries, the next two - octagonal and another, the same, round. The walls of the tower were decorated, I did not understand symbols and drawings, but I managed to find out one of them - it was the same one written on the contrary.

I was too fascinated by the power and beauty of this architectural miracle, and did not hear the approaching people.

"Could it be that he overcame the great barrier, Archmage Eliot?"

"Hurry up, get it over with!!"

"Water element - water prison!"

I turned to shout, two guys ran to me, about eighteen years old, by the looks on their faces it became clear that not for the kind greeting. They were dressed in dark blue robes. The stones hanging from the silver chains were shining in their eyes, shining with unnatural, like magic, light. That's all I had time to see when, one of the runners, raised his right hand up and I found myself in a dense water sphere that did not let me move. After a few moments, I began to suffocate. Probably, in such circumstances, the whole life must pass before my eyes, but in my case, it was not possible. I had to look, through the sphere, at the blurred figures of people who are determined to kill me. It was very sad, from the realization that I would die like this, without finding the answers to any of the questions that torture me so much.

"Maybe it's for the best," I thought.

Perhaps I was a real monster if I was left to die in this wilderness, all alone, and I deserve to die.

My eyes began to get dark, the blurred figures gradually dissolved in the air, but before I fell into oblivion, I saw that the silhouette of a man approached them, and then plunged into darkness.

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To be continued...

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