1 Water on the lilies

Waking up in the summer dew covering me, and falling far into dreams of the life that lay before me. Looking at the clouds as if someone was coming to save me, so I cried. I was left alone by my mother, father, and friends as if I was worth nothing. Ten years ago it was when we were running. Running from them.

I remember my mother grabbing the hands of me and my sister as she began running. She cried and looked back at the home we had left behind, or so the life we were about to lose. There was fire everywhere, ashes of homes and of friends.

We reached a forest on the outskirts of the village and stopped. My mother turned around, so me and my sister did the same. It was all red. All broken. She threw her hands over me and my sisters eyes, she didn't want us to remember our birthday this way.

Me and my sister were twins, but we both know I was the older of the two. We stood our eyes covered bare foot in the snowy forest waiting for my mother next instruction. I kept looking into the deep dark empty-ness that covered my eyes waiting for something be be said. And then she fell.

Revealed to me was the sight ahead of me as my mother's hands fell to the ground, along with the rest of her body.

"Mom! Mom! Get up mama we need to go the bad men are coming mama!"

I shouted at her watching her chest slow, and tears fall down her eyes.

"Mama"

Sister said almost in-audibly. We could see them now. We could see the bad men who took my mama away.

Me and my sister both grabbed a limp and pulled he body deeper into the forest. She was rather light for her age due to the conditions back at home, before home was ashes.

We kept on waking further and further, our arms hurting and feet cold from the snow. We needed a break. Our mothers body was covered in snow, and blue due to the temperate. She looked to be in such pain, I didn't understand. She looked so dead and broken, but just moments ago she was covering our eyes trying to protect us. Me and my sister finally had to let her go. He took a small hole and placed her with in it underneath the tree where we entered this world, where we met our mother. We continued walking until we found a small shack and decided to venture within it.

It was a small shack, no larger than an average bathroom, but it was enough. There was one small window with tattered cloth hanging to cover it and a pit in the center of the room. We walked inside and looked around before completely entering. To our surprise it was rather clean with just a few cob webs. We sat down close together to try and keep warm, and we both drifted off to a solid cold sleep.

When I awoke the next morning Lili was still asleep, so I balled up my shirt to give her something to rest on. She was cold it could tell, her skin was definitely lighter than it normally was, And the large scar on her leg was completely visible. I walked outside of the small shack and begin looking for small sticks and twigs to start a fire. I continue to venture deeper and deeper in the forest leaving a small trail of footprints in the snow. I continued walking finding all sorts of things food, wood, and I even found a small knife. It was buried in the snow amongst a pile of small leaves and twigs below a small oak tree.

By now the sun was setting and it was time for me to head back. But how do I get back? I ventured so far into the forest I wasn't exactly sure.

The sun was setting, it was getting dark, and I was cold. It was certainly colder than it was the night we ran away from home. Although that night humankind appear to be more cold than I thought it could ever be. I kept wandering around in the forest, and only getting further from the shack it seemed. As I kept walking there was a small squirrel within my path. He looks so carefree, I wish I could say the same about myself. But I was scared and I was alone. I didn't know how to get back I guess, I guess I might die out here. But no! I have to get back because Lili is there. I can't give up, because then she'd be alone. The snow is picking up and it began harder to walk through the forest. I've lost my sense of direction I don't know where I'm going. I begin marking trees as I passed by them with a knife I had found earlier within my journey drunk small exes on every eye level piece of the trunk every time I passed a memorable tree.

I begin walking down a somewhat cleared path. And heard something behind me. There are cracks of leaves, of twigs, and of fear. I couldn't die this way I thought I don't wanna die like my mother, alone. I began running towards it whatever it was I wouldn't let it take my life. As I begin running towards it it gets smaller, and smaller and smaller. It was almost the size of a small child. I know who it was. I kept running and running and jumped into the figures arms and give it a big hug.

"I thought I would never see you again "I said smiling and crying I was so happy to see year. But she never responded to anything I said. She never wrapped her arms around me, she never looked at me, and she never talked to me.

" Lili, Are you OK? I'm sorry I left you for so long but I swear I was going to come back if I could find it I was still trying to get back home. "And you after all this time she still refused to speak or hug me back I backed away to look at her face. This is not Lily I don't know who this is. The figure grabbed my wrist and covered my eyes, and the white snow was the last thing that I could remember.