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  Acknowledgements : My everyday life, the dream world and the waking one. Imagination is very powerful, and I believe that's what'll get you anywhere in life. I feel like a few books I've previously read encouraged my writing experience and process. Art from paintings and digital games sparked some inspiration.  A thanks to my family, because they encouraged me to write this. This novel was started for a writing project in my school. I took it a lot farther than that, obviously. I've never been a basic person.  As for chapter eleven, I'm happy to give credit to some random cow on a bridge on a trail that I hate. The trail, not the cow. My imagination did the rest. Pushing through writer's block has taught me a lot about my own life. I have to do things I don't want to, if I want a good outcome from the bad.   The human mind is a very puzzling thing, an inpenetrable fortress but also an unguarded wasteland. To rule over anything in life, you have to learn ho...
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Chapter Thirty Eight  : ?  /  I awoke in a hospital bed, IVs in my arms and an oxygen mask over my face. My head was still killing me... And why was I here?  I took the oxygen mask off and got out of the bed, pulling the crisp white sheets off of me. A full-length mirror hung on the wall, and I didn't recognize who I saw when I looked into it.  She was tall, moderately thin and very pale. Shoulder-length white-blonde hair matched her eyelashes and eyebrows, and her eyes were a silver-purple hue. She wore a white T shirt and underwear. It should have been me, but... I walked closer to the mirror, minding the distance limiting tubes of the IVs.  That couldn't be me, I thought in disbelief. I was... Grown. My familiar child's face matured into a woman's, and my body as well.  I reached out and touched the cold, smooth glass of the mirror, tracing my features in it.  A nurse came into the room. "Oh, sit down." She told me. "You're still dealing w...
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Chapter Thirty Seven  : Reality Tearing At The Seams  / We ran back to my house, worry swimming in my mind like a shark. The "what ifs" were endless.  I stood for a couple minutes on the porch, summing up the courage to go inside. I stepped into the house, Dolion and Orpheus behind me. "Mom? Dad?" I called out.  "Sweetheart?" My mother's voice. I ran into the living room. She sat on the couch with a magazine. I glanced across the room - the TV was on, to some live music channel. No humming.  "Is everything all right?" She asked me, her beautiful brown eyes full of life. "Yeah, mom, everything's great."  "How was school, dear?" My dad asked me, walking into the living room to sit next to my mother on the couch. "It was okay." I answered. Just like my mom's, his hazel eyes had never looked more alive. "I love you... So much." I told them, relief flooding my body. My mother moved to the side a litt...
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Chapter Thirty Six  :   My Death... And, The Life After  / I had this feeling that I had made a mistake, as soon as I stepped into the whirling colors of the vortex. Because here, I was completely powerless. I had no one with me for defense. I didn't even know where exactly I was. I knew what I needed to do - stop the deer. But I didn't know how to do it.  "Lavender," It snarled.  I turned around, but it was nowhere to be seen. The vortex was no longer open; I couldn't see out to where I had entered from. I was trapped.  "You made a really stupid choice, you know that? Because unlike your friend, I won't hesitate to end you." I heard pure hatred in its voice.   The swirling hues of the black hole faded to dark shades of red and black. Fear pumped through my veins, and then the paralysis set in.  The deer scoffed. "Look at you. Weak. You won't even try to fight back? But that's how you've always been; relying on everyone else to prote...
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Chapter Thirty Five  :   This Can't Be The End  /  I dashed into the forest, surrounded with snarls and growls as a war commenced behind me. My body still felt ridiculously limp, and I wasn't able to run for very long.  When I was sure that I was far enough from the danger, I sat in the soft grass underneath some large trees. My breath burned in the back of my throat. But since I was hidden from that horrid red moon, my skin didn't hurt anymore. I just felt weak, and tired. Tired of trying to make sense of all of this.  Little glowing butterflies fluttered around me, some landing on my knees as they twitched their wings. One landed on my nose, its shining fuchsia wings covering my eyes. I saw that memories lived inside of its magical wings... I flew through the forest, playing tag with Orpheus. His tall, dark shadow swept the ground, teasing me. I hid when I heard unfamiliar footsteps; the noise of an enemy. Its footsteps were fast and heavy, I hid behind a...
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Chapter Thirty Four  : The End Of The World  / I remember following the deer through the forest behind my home. Its alien features; bear claws, fox tail, glowing eyes and radiating colors. I remembered it so vividly it was as if it was standing there right now, at the edge of the city. It was standing there... It walked closer, surveying everything in the city. It met my gaze and smiled, a smile that made my stomach flip. "I see you've succeeded in your quest." It told me in its raspy voice. I could hardly speak. "I succeeded? The worlds are going to end because of me." "That's what I wanted to happen." It replied calmly. "And you've done it so well. It's been very interesting to watch you, running around like a child with her head cut off. You had no idea what you were doing, did you?" My blood ran cold. " You ... Did this?" "Yes. You didn't think that an engel would turn against its kind for nothing, did you?...
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Chapter Thirty Three  :   Betrayal  /  My breathing was slow and delayed; I was underwater, sucking gallons and gallons of water into my lungs. " Lavender, " Came my mother's gentle voice, comforting like a pillow.  " Lavender, " Was my father's voice, strong and reassuring like an oak tree.  " Lavender. " Orpheus's soft voice, waking me up. I opened my eyes, everything was blurry for a few seconds. I wasn't underwater, but laying sideways on the concrete in the town. Ropes bound my hands and feet. Orpheus was chained to the ground beside me, twitching nervously. I couldn't stand looking into his sorrowful gleaming blue eyes anymore, so I turned my face skywards.  The enormous carmine moon shone down upon everything, casting a bloody glow on it all. Most of the dark clouds had cleared by now, and countless planets and stars of every hue were visible in the sky.  Glancing around, the city seemed dead. The strange, gorgeous plants withere...
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