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her a question.
"Do you have certain
moments in your life you can't remember at all, no matter how hard
you try?" Maybe that wall in my mind could be explained through the
alleged Seer within me.
She shook her head, almost
making me feel upset that I was yet again the odd one, but then she
spoke. "You cannot remember certain parts of your life because
someone made sure you couldn't."
Clenching my hands, I felt
goose bumps break free as I tried to wrap my mind around the idea
of someone purposely stripping me of that right. She knew why and I
had to stop myself from screaming at her in anger because she
hadn't told me sooner. That wall was like nothing else in my life.
I could have been completely satisfied in Lithium Village if I
hadn't had that constant reminder of, ironically, not being able to
remember. I'd heard so often that it was normal for your childhood
to fade, that details became blurry and that everyone didn't
remember those years clearly. But my case was different. I didn't
even have a blurry memory. I couldn't even remember what my father
looked like.
"Who?" I gritted out,
trying to keep my anger in check. "Why would someone do
that?"
"You should feel upset."
Vervaine nodded at my current state. "They stripped you of things
that were personal to you, and while they did this partly to
protect you, it was also a lame attempt to anger my
mother."
"Sage."
She nodded. "What you
believe to have been your first encounter with Rhamnus, wasn't.
You've met before. It was a year before my father brought you to
the Lithium Village boarding house."
"The day I supposedly
entered my induced coma?" I asked.
"Indeed. You were hit by a
car when you tried to run from the tracker. He was after you
because Sage ordered it. I'm not quite sure what she wants with
you. She was once very determined to try and get me back, but when
she figured out that my father wasn't going to make that possible,
it's as though she needed to take her anger out on something to
make up for my loss. I'm very afraid she made you and Kalmia the
receiving end of her wrath."
"You're telling me that my
entire life was messed up because Sage threw a hissy fit?" If that
was true, then I would maybe have to stop believing that there was
good in everyone.
Vervaine sighed. "Let’s
walk while we talk, yes?" Feeling a flash of uncertainty wash over
me, I looked longingly back at the crack in the earth. "You'll
sense it when he returns to this realm. And if you don't, I
will."
Albeit a bit reluctant
still, the idea of stretching my legs wasn't a bad one. We both
stood and started to walk side by side through the meadows, miles
of green surrounding us. The sky was nearly the same shade as her
hair and although our subject of conversation was uncomfortable for
me, Vervaine seemed to enjoy the human connection I offered her.
Maybe it was that feeling of home Seers had around one another that
made it okay for her to speak with me so openly. I'd never seen her
so willing around any other people.
"I'd say you should just
blame Sage, but that isn't the entire truth and you know that,
Calycanthus." She murmured.
"Cali is fine."
"Thank you." She smiled at
me. "I'm telling you all of this even though the Elders
specifically ordered us not to reveal anything."
"Then why are you?" Linking
my hands behind my back, I decided to soak in the connection of
warmth, stabilizing my emotions through it, making all of these
revelations easier to absorb.
"They don't understand
what it's like. For a Seer not to know." I saw her wince, the pain engraved on
her face telling me that she knew exactly how I felt when it came to
the lack of memories. "While I choose not to use my gift so it
cannot consume my being, if I, like you, were to think back to a
certain moment in my life and run into a wall, blocking my
access..." She shuddered. "I don't know how you do it, Cali.
Although we have some Altor in us, we aren't entirely so. The Seer
is stronger than the blood of a soldier, it
Elizabeth Amelia Barrington