Cursed Under The Moon

Catherine stood in the middle of the still woods. It was full moon and yet, the misty rays could not penetrate through the eerie trees. She did not know what had brought her to this place and neither did she know where ‘this place’ was. The only thing she knew was that she was waiting for something. She could just feel the tension in the air as it came near. Then, a handsome figure stepped out of the trees in a hooded long cloak. He walked towards Catherine with such grace and power that made her wonder if this was an angel. The figure knelt down on one knee and extended a pale hand to place on her baby bump.

“Catherine, you shall bear the next and the most powerful heir to my throne.” He spoke in a low voice while a green flame licked up from his hand, onto Catherine. “He shall be named Daren” He said again looking at Catherine in the eyes with piercing red pupils.

Catherine screamed to find herself in her own bed, covered in sweat, yet again.