《Wolf's Cry》Chapter 19 - To Mehn.
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Chapter 19 – To Mehn.
Moreover I told Alva about the glass cube and rough explanation of what happened afterwards the light flashed.
[Alva]: You normally go to that place either when you meditate or sleep. Am I right?
[Me]: Yes.
[Alva]: I’ll be joining you over there too.
[Me]: How?
[Alva]: You should begin to meditate and I will join you in the realm which has been created within your unconscious mind. I’ll do my best to help you out. The key point you have to understand that you are the one who will be making the choice.
[Me]: I didn’t get you. What you mean?
[Alva]: You will understand, just begin to meditate.
It took more than a month for Alva to trespass her way into my unconsciousness. During that month we exchanged information about ourselves and get to know each other in and out. She was an Elven princess. She was 16 and was going to live (if not killed) for another few hundred years. They lived in peace with the nature. They had this sense of nature that I would never grasp. She was so into it when she was talking about nature. Once, I told her that, in human society they would be categorized as an extremist religious group who worship nature.
It was 29th of Wuey when she penetrated through all defenses of my unconscious brain. It was dark everywhere. Cube around with wolf in it. Alva was, like the sun in the darkness, illuminating light out of her body. She looked at me and later on at wolf. She took my hand and we went to the cube. Wolf opened its eyes…
[Wolf]: You damned elf!
Silence fell for few more minutes.
[Wolf]: Why the hell have you brought her into here? The Kingdom of Darkness should not be visited by the likes of her. Aren’t you ashamed, Aslan?
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[Alva]: I’m here to help!
[Wolf]: 2nd, get here out of here!
[Alva]: Who is 2nd?
[Me]: No idea, but I always feel another presence in here. It’s like me but not me exactly. I’m unsure.
[Alva]: But there is nobody here.
[-]: Wolfy, for once you are right. You are our problem and we solve our own problems. She shouldn’t be here.
Alva disappeared.
[-]: Aslan, never ever let anybody else into here.
I opened my eyes. Alva was in shock.
[Me]: You all right?
[Alva]: Yeah, somehow I ended up in a place which had a beautiful forest and a big hill. On top of that hill there was someone standing. I run to the hill. But got here instead. I’m an elven princess and my magic and telepathy powers are much more powerful than anybody else. It was like I was thrown out…
She was deep in thought.
[Alva]: I’ll see you later.
I nodded and she left in hurry. I went back to defense tower. Stargazed a bit. I knew that I have around a month and half until I leave this place. Maybe a bit more or less. I was nowhere close to know what to do with the wolf. Next time it takes over again… I didn’t want to think about that possibility at all. I had to do something but the question was “What”.
Next month or so, Alva tried her best but couldn’t join me in my meditative state. I didn’t want to tell her that, even if I gave her permission to enter, she wouldn’t be able too. I was attached to her. I did like and wanted to be with her.
It was 14th of Levi, when I was notified by Elana that I will departing to Mehn in 3 days. That day I would be on duty for the last time.
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Few hours before the dawn I met Alva. She had learnt few more stuff which she wanted to try. I told her that this was my last time seeing her for now as I would be sent to Mehn in few days’ time. I explained to her what happened the last time, and not just her but anybody else was unwelcome in my unconsciousness.
[Alva]: You should have told me.
[Me]: I got scared.
[Alva]: Scared of what?
[Me]: I got scared that you would leave me for good. I wanted to be with you as long as I could be.
I came close to her and with my right index finger touched her pointy ear. We had a long kiss which I will never forget.
She turned around and left.
[Me]: I’ll come back for you! (Scream)
Elana woke me up from my sleep. Get ready, Rahul is waiting for you. I put on my clothes and went to meet the commander.
[Rahul]: You have shown unwavering will by attending night shifts without getting late. I know that Magi Vallis seems like the easiest battalion to serve in but that’s where it gets tricky. A warrior is like a sword, if you do not use it gets rusty. You have trained well by doing basics every day.
Elana smiled.
[Rahul]: To honor your determination, Elana make sure that an angel with a spear and shield in his hands is tattooed in between his chest and belly. Both of you may leave now!
It was painfull but I had to endure.

It looked good on me though. Elana took me to Afcul village after 2 days and I flew back to Mehn.
Next: Chapter 20 - Come at me!
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