“Just as the light exposes us,” the figure answered in a feminine voice.
It sounded familiar, but I couldn’t place who it might be.
She stopped a couple feet away, keeping her face hidden beneath a large dark maroon hood.
My mom relaxed the moment the female finished the code phrase, pulling her hand from her coat.
“Do you have what I asked for?”
The female pulled something from the folds of her cloak, then raised her hand, displaying a necklace I knew very well.
Hope and sudden eagerness erupted through my mom as she reached out to snatch the necklace.
The female jerked back.
“Payment first,” she demanded.
My mom dug into her weaponless pocket, glass clinking together as she pulled out three vials of red liquid.
Blood?
“You actually think you can stop her?” my mom asked.
“I think I’m the only one who can. After all, I am her daughter.”
The female took the vials and handed Mom my amulet.
“It’ll take in any magic you feed it, but you’ll have to recharge it after a while.”
My mom fisted the amulet like someone might steal it from her.
“Thank you.”
The female nodded.
“Sure you don’t want to help?”
My mom clutched her belly, her hand spreading wide as if to shield me.
“No. I can’t risk any part of Miriam’s prophecy coming true. I’m sorry. Things are different now. I can’t.”
My mom backed away, desperation to leave tightening her calves and feet.
“I understand.” The female’s voice softened. “I wish I could’ve seen more for you. But I’m afraid I’m not as powerful as Miriam was.”
“It’s okay. I’ll figure out a way to keep her away from everything. She’ll live a normal earthly life.”
The female remained silent for a few moments before finally replying.
“I hope you’re right.”
Then she turned and left, leaving my mom with a pit in her stomach.
Before anything else could happen, something ripped me from my dream-walk.
I ended up in a dark room with only a large ball of my white and purple flames for light.
“Enjoy your dream-walk?” the cloaked female taunted smugly.
