Tell Me a Story
The door opens, and I am looking into the eye of the mystic that I was directed to. Why, you may ask? Well, it all started when I woke up this morning.
I had been dreaming about being in a car. Dawn was approaching. As the sun began to rise, sunshine hit the front of the car I was in, and I was blinded, so I pulled off the road and stopped the car. I got out, and standing there was a woman. She stood about 5 foot 6 and had short blond hair and eyes that were vivid green. She stared straight at me. Her eyes were what attracted me, or should I say mesmerized me.
She said only a few words. It was an address and a request that I go there. Then she turned and walked away.
Under normal circumstances, I would mark her as a crazy lady or another one of my vivid dreams. But the look she gave me bewitched me. So when I woke up, well… here I am.
The mystic asked me to sit down. I then realized this mystic was the woman I had seen in my dreams.
“I asked you here for a reason,” she said. “I am the gateway to any number of realms. And you are needed in one of them.”
Not knowing what she was talking about, I asked, “Why me? And what realm?”
Her answer was quick, ”Because it has been foretold, and it is the realm of Selat.”
This did not make it any clearer. “What do you mean….”
She stopped me before I could finish my question. “You are a bearer of tales, are you not? In Selat, all the stories that have existed have been stolen. Therefore it is your task to discover where they have been taken to and to bring them back. What has happened in Selat also threatens your world. Once stories are gone, there is no history, no learning from generation to generation; there is no true existence.”
I didn’t know how to respond, and she sensed that. So she said only one thing.
“Just do it!”
And she disappeared, as did everything else around me. I found myself alone in an uninhabited village in this new realm called Selat.
Where to begin…?
