The Great One

Fled

The sound of trickling water had woken the conscious out of Cygne from slumber.  He grumbled from pain when a very bright light greeted his poor eyes. Questions circled inside his head. What am I doing in here? He remembers standing still and facing the wolf who wanted to kill him so much. He is in the face of danger but couldn’t make himself move. There is something that is stopping him or his limbs won’t move from where he is standing. Rebelling or not, he went unconscious when a light glowed that made him fall asleep. The rest was history because here he is, not knowing why is in the presence of something blinding. It’s a light that you cannot see pass through or behind it. That is why it’s casting a mysterious feeling when you let your vision stayed on it.

“Hello?” Cygne sat down and was surprise that he is inside of that abundant light and yet the one he is facing was so illuminating that the surrounding fel