Blog Post #18: The End! (Finallly! :)

Continuation of Blog Post #17

Boy knew he was in a dream. He knew it because she was there, and she was dead. "How are you here?" he murmured into her hair. She pulled back with a sigh and looked sadly into his eyes.  "I'm not." she said   with unshed tears in her eyes. "What do you mean?!" he cried feeling like his heart was being ripped to pieces. "I shouldn't be here," she said to herself and began to turn away. "It's just hurting you." She walked a few steps before he got ahold of himself and he yelled after her "Alaina! Where the heck do you think your going?" he grabbed her arm and pulled her into him. "Stop!" She yelled, "I'm not really here, I can't do this to you!" Boy was suddenly furious. He had watched her die, and he could do nothing about it and now his subconscious had conjured up a apparition to torment him. "Fine, your not here! I'm going to leave then before I become truly crazy." He stalked away fuming when he heard her lovely voice say softly behind him. "I'm not an apparition sent by your subconscious to torment you." He turned around quickly, "How did you know what I was thinking? I had my protection up. And if your not a figment of my imagination, what are you?" Alaina sat on the ground and looked sadly up at him. "It's kinda a long story." Boy sat down next to her. "You've got till I wake up!" he said with a weak smile. Alaina sighed and began her story.

"Well, when I went a level deeper to find the names I went to a place that is beyond the Mind Field, a place where you are now." At this Boy started and looked around him to look at his surroundings, but even as he looked at them he forgot them. "Don't look to hard!" Alaina grabbed his face and turned it towards her. "If you look to hard and begin to see, you will become overwhelmed and it will break your mind. Focus on me, I am real to you so I am a focal point that you can focus on." When she knew that she had his attention again she resumed her tale. "Anyways, this is the place I came. A place, as I have learned, we all come to dream each night. This is the very beginning of thought, it's birthplace. If you stay here too long you will become a part of it." Boy interrupted her and said, "Is that what happened to you?" "Yes, in a way. You see, usually when people loose themselves to the "Dream Field", as I call it, they are no longer themselves, they are just a thought that is eventually lost in its vast expanse. But I wasn't lost. I am still me." "How is that?" Boy said incredulously. "Well, I think it may have to do with the fact that I didn't loose myself. My mortal body just died while I was in the Dream Field and I stayed here fully aware of who and what I am. Actually whey I died then it became easier to exist it in the Dream Field because I am now truly a part of it." Boy turned away from her in anguish, "So you really are dead." Alaina sighed and touched is shoulder "Yes Boy, or Khitam, I am dead, but not gone. I will always be with you, But there is some thing that I need you to do for me." Khitam turned towards her, "Anything." he said. "There are others like me, my grandmother, and my uncle. I need you to find them and teach them so they understand who and what they are and have a future. I need you to bring them to me, to this spot where you buried me, so that I can teach them."  "But how will I find them?" he asked, "Do not worry, I will send you to them." Boy began to feel the edges of the dream fall apart and he knew that he was going to wake up. But he couldn't! He had to stay with Alaina! "Be brave, love. I will be here." she whispered

Boy woke up under the same tree next to her grave. But he felt calm. She was with him, and always would be. He stood up with renewed confidence. He would go and make sure that this would never happen to anyone else again. He had his purpose, and so did she.