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Before my immortality was set in stone, I had no idea of other realms. I’d been a normal kid from southern Louisiana.
It took more than the swing of an arm to open a portal. Finding your calm while you are raging with anger took practice. For some more so than others.
Tightening and untightening my fists, I blocked out the memories banging on my insides. Images worked their way into my thoughts. Flashes of their faces.
The bright blue liquid scorched down my throat, sucking my life away.
My jaw began to cramp from clamping my teeth together so tightly.
Until it all vanished. The images. The noise. Until everything went blank around me. Like tunnel vision, I imagined the portal that would lead me back into Hell.
The one that I vividly remembered from many moons before.
The one that ended my human life. And snatched away the family I’d always prayed for.
The wind picked up around me, blowing leaves around me in a mini tornado and cooling my internal temperature. Sprinkles of water began to rain down on me from the neighboring bayou.
The strength of the wind grew, pushing and pulling me until I knelt before it, the portal opening at my feet.
Blacks and purples swirled inside of it. The pull of the vortex made a vibrating sound that rattled my eardrums. It wasn’t a sound you grew accustomed to.
Bracing my palm on my knee, I stood up slowly and stepped forward. The wind flung limbs and thorny vines at my face. A vibrant warning.
I took two more steps until I was snatched into the vortex and tossed into the darkness.
The twirling lasted seconds.
I landed in the middle of a vast field on my stomach, my face smashing against a few stray rocks. Blood leaked down my face, traveling toward the ground and marking my presence in this godforsaken realm.
I rolled over onto my back, and my backpack surprisingly making the trip with me and blocked the jagged rocks from poking into my skin.
I sat up slowly, my head spun, and vomit climbed my throat. I choked it down and rested my elbows against my bent knees.
The piercing sun beamed down on me. The flowers were bright iridescent orange.
I’d learned my lesson on touching unknown things a long time ago. Even though I wouldn’t die, the pain of the death would still rock me.
The East Realm was oddly beautiful. It reminded me of a twisted version of Oz.
Everything was different but not in a bad way.
Almost as if we stepped into Willy Wonka’s Chocolate Factory.
The type of magical creatures varied from giants to fairies. There was no stopping what other realms held.
The unknown didn’t scare me anymore.
It was the known that walked in my nightmares.
I stood up slowly. The distant sound of chatter from a village nearby caught my ear. That was where I needed to go. Finding Deidamia wouldn’t be easy.
People knew of her.
They knew she delved in dark magic and her lack of morality. She was self-centered and didn’t care about anyone but herself.
I’d have to tear the place apart or scare someone into telling me the truth.
Her castle was vague in my memories. I didn’t know how I got there, but I remembered the wretched smell in her basement. The cauldron like some fairy tale had come to life.
