the shadows dance constantly before me, haunting my every thought, reaching for me around every corner. Destiny creeps up behind me, whispers calling to me, yet I am confused, before my eyes I see nothing but shadows, dancing shadows. And yet I know I am meant for more.
Her dreams were as vivid as they were terrifying. The waves were not chaotic, but they lapped over the top of her head and sent her hair into into a furious tangle before her eyes. She didn't need to see to know that there was someone clutching her ankle with a desperation that pierced her skin and made her bleed. "It's your turn!" the voice chanted and chanted and chanted until she opened her eyes and she was not drowning, but she was damp with perspiration and still surrounded by darkness.