Murderous Envy (The Veils of Parallel Times Book 1)
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The old woman pointed to the fire. I stared at it, but I couldn’t pull my eyes away. It was as if it was speaking to me, its warmth drawing me in.
“This is your truth, my daughter of my daughter’s son. You are at your best and can do your work in this lifetime when you accept that you are one with the elements. The earth, fire, water, and elements are there to help you move toward your destiny. You are a rare spirit in that you are blessed with many gifts that you are yet to discover and recognize. Yours is not an easy path unless you embrace it. I am always here; you have only to think of me and I will be in your thoughts to help you as are all your ancestors.
“My dear, you have traveled and lived in many times and dimensions. Think of time as a path that runs horizontally, but many paths are layered one on top of the other in a horizontal pattern. You can move through them not only in time but from one dimension to another. Look into the flames, my dear. There you will begin to understand the truth.”
As I looked closer, I saw visions of a child riding the same horse. As the horse moved through a green meadow, the young girl was now a young woman. Although she looked nothing like me, it felt like a memory. She was riding on the horse with a knight that looked like he was from medieval times. As the horse reached the top of the meadow, I knew the woman in the vision was an image of me, and when the valiant knight turned to me, a chill coursed throughout me. Although his face was unfamiliar, his deep blue eyes caught me off guard. Those eyes, those beautiful eyes, I would know them anywhere.
When I turned from the fire to respond, the woman hushed me. “You have much work to do, my dear, now rest.” As she held me in her arms, I was swallowed up in the most comforting sleep I could remember for a very long time, maybe ever.