Todos os capítulos de Honor in the House of Wolves: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

They allowed us to eat dinner, which was a blessing. Even more shockingly, we went to bed at a reasonable hour. We weren’t sure why but Sage’s theory was that the counselors gave them a talking to about the difference between training and trying to kill a person.Maybe it was the power of suggestion, or maybe I was getting some kind of radiation from the barrier. That night though I dreamed of something odd and it was so vivid that I questioned if it was actually a dream or not.The sky was a swirling dazzle of colors as I looked out over a vast forest. There were too many stars in the sky and too may colors in the air. Wind itself was twirling around me as I was swept away by a feeling of pure bliss.My feet were exposed on the cold hard ground. I looked and saw the ground I was on was a pure white marble with grains of grey that reflected the starlight. I could hear someone talking farther away.Their voice was metall

“It’s been a year.” Dara smiled, “Care to tell me how it’s been going?”It had been a year. In that time I had grown stronger, faster, and more sure of myself. Even learned to follow orders. By this time, my friends would have all aged out of their training camps and were well into their service at the barrier fighting whatever monster there was. “I think it’s going well.” my answers had become shorter. Maybe it was because I had less self doubt or maybe because I just didn’t feel broken anymore. After two months of training, they allowed us to write home. Of course with the understanding that all outgoing and incoming letters would be monitored with heavy scrutiny. I think being able to communicate with my mom and friends was what ended up making the difference. “Just well?” she tapped her pen on her clipboard, “Anything else you want to share? I hear the next stage of y

“Two years ago you started this journey.” Dara was on her twentieth notebook. I had been counting. Today we were meant to spend the whole day with our counsellor and like always she was able to make it last, “Today I want you to write a letter to everyone you knew.” I shrugged just resigning to the session, I didn’t think I needed it but oh well I was getting this. “Why?” “I want you to tell them goodbye.” “What?” That caused me to start paying attention. “You need to tell them goodbye.” She said again, “You’re not going to see them ever again. In a few years they will think you’re dead. We need you to prepare for this because we are expecting it to be the hardest part of this journey.” “So you want me to say goodbye now?” She nodded, “Use today to write it out.” We broke for lunch and everyone was pondering over their own notebook. We had all been given these instructions it seems. “What are you going to say?” I looked to Dreyma she’d at least get to keep one member of her fa

Both of my parents came, I hadn’t wanted my father to but I wasn’t about to let that spoil seeing my mother. I hugged her so tightly that she almost felt faint. I didn’t care. We were thick as thieves when my father was away and all these memories suddenly were flashing through my mind. She was always there, she knew everything and now when I wanted to share this one important thing my mouth as sealed shut. Our special connection was never going to be replaced. I kept telling myself that I was creating a better world for her. This world was going to be better and future generations wouldn’t need to fight at all. “Honestly,” she laughed, “We haven’t seen you in a very long time and your letters are hardly enough. How is everything going?” “Hopefully you’re showing your true talents.” My father boomed, he always did want to make sure I was reaching for the head of the pack. “Everything is going so well, thank you for coming. I’ve missed you bo

It had been another year, on schedule I was back to that white balcony. I wasn’t sure what I was going to do this time. Maybe try a bit harder to get a clearer picture of this guy. Of course last year he got two visits from me so maybe him not being here was justice. I looked around and didn’t see him but I walked through the door hoping he’d be in the darkness of the room. I looked over and noticed the bed was different. Now it looked just plain the hanging flowers were gone and there was no canopy anymore. The room was more like a hunting lodge rather than a fairy tale. I rolled my eyes, thinking this was some subconscious way I was trying to tell myself the fairy tales were over. There was a fire roaring in the fireplace and when I looked outside again, I saw there was a light dusting of snow. I had missed it before with trying to find this shadow figure again. Now I just wanted to take in my surroundings. My feet carried me back to the balcony as I looked up in the sky. There