Chapter 37: An Old Dream

Ewan was dreaming.

He saw his young self happily hopping along a grassy path, toward a young girl, of the same age with him.

The young girl was squatting close to a river, throwing small stones into the calm water body, unaware of his approach.

When he noted that the girl was oblivious of his presence, he stopped hopping, and tiptoed toward her.

Standing right behind her, he covered her eyes with his small palms.

The girl didn’t shriek as he had presumed. Rather, she smiled and called his name. ’Ewan.’

He sighed dramatically, and dropped his hands.

’What took you so long?’ The girl turned to face him.

Ewan was startled by her blurred face.

Yet he heard himself speaking. ’Mother sent me on an errand. I’m sorry.’

’It’s okay. You are here now. Do you want to play?’

Young Ewan smiled widely, bobbing his head. ’It’s a pleasure, Princess...’

He bowed his head, causing the young girl to laugh, before getting on her feet.

As he played with the girl, he noted their ages to be around twelve or thirteen years old.

The sound of her laughter brought joy to his younger self.

At the moment, they were dancing without music. He was holding her hand up, and causing her to swirl as they watched in movies.

As they laughed and danced around, they didn’t take notice of their distance to the river.

He was swirling the girl, turning with her, when all of a sudden, his feet hit a large stone.

Before he knew what was happening, he was falling into the river headlong.

As he struggled to live, he heard the girl shout in fear and panic, heard her sobs when no one came to their aid thereafter.

She knew he couldn’t swim.

He was about to shut his eyes, about to welcome death, when he heard a splash.

The girl had jumped in to save him!

Yet he knew she also couldn’t swim.

He opened his mouth to tell her away, but swallowed water instead.

He felt her grab his clothes, and pull him toward the shore.

was too befogged to understand how she was afloat, how she

he opened his eyes again, he was

him, neither did he feel

then that he heard the

had successfully called for

slowly opened in the real

breathed in softly, and became instantly aware of his

He needed water.

but what came out of his

irritated too. He lifted his hand to scratch it, hoping to quell the irritation, but then

glaring at the offending

the act of inhumanity, but for the fact that he felt nothing; right before his brain brought to his remembrance, the

Acupuncture.

then that he looked around

the large space as one of the private rooms in the

two big beds, a television, a refrigerator,

his surroundings much better; surprised when

even in his

had transpired in Athena’s office, what had led him to

of

his eyebrows, however, when he became aware of his

this?

pins on his body, he

was skilled in

him. He sighed again, and looked around the

the bedside bell used to alert visitors of a

He saw none.

phone by

it,

no answer, but he heard the

his ward opened and Sandro

noticed that Zane remained by doorpost, probably wondering if he

and gestured that the latter should

Zane instantly obeyed.

the two males reached him, there were perceptible

look better, Ewan. She did a better work than your doctors,

nodded slowly, already knowing who

Athena.

he had brought

in regret. She was a better person than he would ever be. How could

stopping when the dream

He exhaled wearily.

have that dream? Did the fates not want him to stay away

planned to do so, to cut off all contact with her, only endeavoring to transfer to her account every

Ewan hated liars.

treated like

his dream had successfully put a stop to his plans. He

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