Fiara

She woke in a sweat, her breathing in short gasps as she tried to stop her racing heart.

Sure it was a nightmare..but it seemed so real!! her breath was labouring, her chest heaving as she tried to calm down the rising panic she felt in her. Nightmares were horrible as it is, but this was something more.

Yes it was a dream. Lena nodded and got up, padding her way to the kitchen to get a glass of water. Without thinking, she was turning on all the lights and smiled to herself. How silly she was being, but she kept going anyway.

She poured her glass full of the icy liquid from the refrigerator and sat down at the table, sipping the water. She felt the liquid trickle down her throat and sighed with contentment. Her heart was calming down.

She looked out of the window, taking in the full moon above her, lost in thought about the nightmare..

She sighed

It seemed so real..she could feel the fear in the figures that featured, she could feel their pain as it was her own.

With a sigh she remembered that the pain she was feeling was her own. The familiar pang of loss and raw ache was mirrored from the people in the dream.

Suddenly she was aware of a cold presence behind her..her breath stopped..she dared not breathe. She tried to rationalise, it was paranoia..if course it was. And her paranoia was feeding her imagination.

But the imagination wasnt creating feeling of someone's hand on her shoulder, and she spun around to be confronted by the presence of a shadowy figure.

The glass dropped on the hard floor and smashed into silvery shards, ignored as she focussed on the figure. Immediately looking for a weapon.

But amazingly she wasn't afraid, shocked but not afraid.

As she breathed normally again and calmed herself down, she managed to concentrate, and look at the figure with no fear..it wasn't a intruder but a spirit of some kind.

The spirit was a beautful girl-woman, she had long dark hair, and green eyes, her face was a classic beauty, she could even see that, as shadowy as it was. but what was more important was the figure seemed to glow..and radiate a calmness she hadn't felt in her life. The voice that come was barely a whisper and it was in her head..

"Please don't be afraid"

Lena smiled softly and nodded her head, replying in a whisper herself, willing her voice to not croak.

"I am not afraid..just a little startled..who are you?"

The Girl simply smiled and whispered again

"I can't stay for long, i just needed to tell you to calm down..i needed to see you, my name is Fiara..do you like it?"

Lena laughed softly, and nodded "Yes, I love the name" She was transfixed, it was a beautiful child, but she was filled with such a love, it seemed to heal all the pain of the past..and then she knew this was important to her.

Fiara spoke again, becoming fainter with each word "Please don't forget that you have to live, please don't live like you are dead, we will be here for you."

And with that she disappeared, leaving Lena with a sense of loss she didn't know she could feel..she extended a hand and felt the space where the figure stood..there was noone there.

She wiped the tear that had flowed down her cheek and stood to return to her bed..and her husband.. she felt alive again..like she was forgiven, whatever happened was for her, and something she would never forget.