Chapter 6: Moments of memories

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

Reads: 210

It was evening. Just getting dark, still warm and smelling of flowers. I was sprawled next to the open window, flipping through a photo album. There was a picture of my mother sitting on a blanket with me in her lap, playing with the grass. There was one of me sitting at a piano at my first recital, concentrating on the music. There was one of me in my first choir uniform, the black dress coming down to mid-calf and the white tights contrasting with the black shoes. My hair had been brown then. I looked down at the picture of me, smiling like I'd never been happier. My eyes in the picture were brown, a sight I hadn't remembered, and a wolf paw necklace charm dangled from my neck. I still had my singer's lungs and voice. But I never got a chance to use them. The next picture in the album was from several years later. My uniform was floor length, red satin and black velvet. The same wolf paw charm was hanging from my neck, same as it had in the first picture. My hair was blond and my eyes were wolf eyes. And standing behind and to my right, was Corina. I must have been staring at the picture for a while, because I hadn't hear Corina enter the room. I sure put those singer's lungs to good use then.

“Ember? Are you okay?” I nodded, turning my head to look at the picture again. She noticed what I was looking at and grinned. I didn't remember what song it was, but she obviously did. She opened her mouth and the soft melodies of a song I recognized floated out. I'd never heard her sing on her own before, and it was like angels. I found myself singing along, lost in the duet. Then I remembered the song.

“Oh my god. Only Hope! That song, I was crying on stage during that song.” She didn't answer, but kept singing.

So I lay my head back down,

And I lift my hands and pray!

To be only yours I pray!

To be only yours,

I know now your my only hope.

I broke into tears. That song had had a massive effect on me, on stage as well and in rehearsals. The choir sounded beautiful singing it, but it was nothing compared to Corina singing it.

Sing to me the song of the stars.

Of your galaxy dancing and laughing and laughing again.

When it feels like my dreams are so far.

Sing to me of the plans that you have for me over again!

Ayla was trying to take control, trying to flee the song that had brought such pain and happiness.

I refused. I made myself listen. I could see Corina's golden eyes getting brighter, happier. More wolfish. The beautiful wolf eyes stared straight at me as she sang, starting to flicker between human and wolf.

Shit. Ayla caught up with me. I flew into the bathroom and phased, not caring about my shorts and sweatshirt. The silver wolf inside me demanded to be let out, so I let her. The moment the phase was done, I barreled through the door and out the window. I refused to let myself slow down, look back, anything but run. So I ran.

Submitted: April 12, 2011

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