Candela

In the middle of the night, where darkness is all Candela could see, she’s sobbing hard. With her wet clothes, she felt cold. And the unbearable pain from her wrists and ankle just added more spice on the misery she felt.

She was chained that definitely, if would given a chance to see her wrist, contusions are present. On her ankles, there were chains around with two metal balls attached on it.

Candela crawled, being thoughtless of where she’s in. And then, upon crawling, her body hit a cold metal. When she felt it by her sense of touch… it says that it was fences.

It came into her realization that she was in jailed. She was in chain and heck! She wasn’t aware of whom that put her here.

“H–hello?!” she stuttered upon shouting. She’s crying without tears as seems that all of her tears already drain. She’s been crying for a long time.

“Hello? Is anyone’s here? Help me!” she shouted helplessly but again, no one answered her.

She was forced to stop shouting. Even her throat is aching, all parts of her body felt sored. Her head is spinning as forcing her mind to recollects what’s happened. The memory of something seems blurred but only one thing she’s sure. It was her… in the middle of hard pouring rain, crying and screaming while hugging someone’s body on her little arms.

Upon recollecting her broken memories, a blinding light came from some part dragged her back from the sense. There, she figure of someone with a gigantic shadow heading her direction. She hugged her knees together while crying. And then, when the whole surrounding invaded by lights, she clearly saw the owner of the shadow.

“M–mother…” she uttered between her sobs as the face of the woman reminds her of what really happened.

It was her, the one who killed her mother. And the body she’s hugging by her little arms is none other than but her mother’s lifeless body. Soaking in blood while saying her name until her last breath.

Candela was abruptly awakened with her jead spinning. Her head started to felt throbbing pain again because of the dreams that keeps on hunting her. Bundles of dreams that every time she woke up, all was forgotten.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

When she looked around, only the light coming from her lamp lighting up her whole room. It was still night and yet, she’s already awake. Thanks for her dreams again, a very warm thanks.

“There’s a sarcasm…” she uttered before sitting on the middle of her bed. She rested her chin on her palms while looking directly at the window.

Her forehead creased. As far as she remembered, she closed that window before she slept but now, what happened? The curtains were blowing by violent wind as the window was wide open.

“Weird…” she commented. Then, she jumped out from the bed and walk through the veranda. Freezing winds welcomed her so she needs to hugged herself tightly.

Candela leaned forward through the railings then looked down. Accidentally, she saw someone not too far from her room. She was sure that she saw that someone… walking away from her direction before vanishing into thin air. She furrowed instantly. Who is that?

Because curiosity hits her, Candela didn’t mind how high her veranda from the ground. Using her vampire ability, she jumped out so that she could follow that someone. She landed on the ground, smoothly. Not bearing any scratches nor fractures. Even the chills given by the wind, Candela wasn’t able to mind it anymore as her mind is now only focuses on the person that caught her attention.

Who is that? In the middle of the night. And it wasn’t impossible that, that someone came from her room as there are evidence that may proven her speculation.

First, the window that she definitely remember that she closed it before she slept. Second, that someone came from the direction of her veranda. It is possible, right?

So, Candela followed the direction that unknown person walked by. Then, later on, upon trailing down the direction, she saw the person whom she followed… talking with someone. Good thing, lucky for Candela that there is the nearest tree she could use to hide so that, she could spy easily.

With her heart throbbing against her ribcage, she stand straight so the not so big body of tree could still hide het body from that two… talking just few meters away from her. Candela enable her hearing ability so she could hear their conversation.

“How was her?” The voice seems come from a female and she was eager to at least glance at her, but her mind still reigned over her curiosity. She just satisfied herself from lurking in the tree while eavesdropping from their conversation.

“Lady Candela was alright.” Her eyes didn’t widened upon hearing a male voice, rather, her eyes popping out as she hearc her own name.

‘Why are they talking about me?’ she asked on her thoughts.

So, she’s correct with her speculation that, that someone came from her room. Then who the hell that is?

“As what you have ordered, milady… I put another spell on her while she’s sleeping so she could recollect her broken memories. But, there’s one thing I want to tell you.”

Candela just continue to eavesdrop as their conversations became intriguing for her. Spell? Broken memories? What the hell are that things?

“What do you want to say?” it was again the woman. “Is there any problem? Does she caught you?”

“No, she didn’t,” the man voice answered. “Lady Candela seems like under different spell. I know you trusted me because of the ability and knowledge that I have especially about spells that’s why I’m telling you this. Milady, Lady Candela is under different spell. A strong spell that could fight back the spell I’m casting to her. It seems that, that spell was meant to seal her mind to remember those memories she have lost years ago,” he continued.

She is what, under different spell?

A spell to recollect her broken memories years ago.

A broken memory about what?

Candela really wanted to came out from where she is hiding but she stopped herself. That wasn’t a suitable action she must to do. It is better for her to caught that person who put spells on her while she’s sleeping. In that case, her undying questions that started to build now could be answer.

She just let the two finish their conversations about her before she decided to came back on her room. She towered the height of her room’s veranda before jumping on using her ability. Then, as soon as she stepped inside, she laid back on her bed again. Waited to be drown again into deep sleep.

As she’s waiting for herself to fall asleep, lots of questions she tried to give answer but her efforts turns senseless.

A spell used for re-collecting her broken memories.

Was that the reason of her, being awakened by dreams that she didn’t able to remember when she woke up?

Then if that’s it, then what is the meaning of that? That she’s in a stake of losing her memories and someone wants to bring it back.

But who? And why does that woman wants to bring that memories of her back if ever she’s really in a amnesia?

Because of tiredness of thinking of that matter, Candela fell asleep and then, in the next morning… she was awoken by the sun lights hitting her face.