<span style="color: #000000">Tomakie peaked over out from her hiding place, vibrant intelligent eyes watched the billowing clouds as they migrated across the sky, nothing else was in view .<span style="font-style: italic">'At least they are gone .'</span> She rose from her crouching position, legs leading her to the open area of the platform. She leaned her body against the tree, the tree hummed like it was singing with the howling wind,like a soft melody playing into her ears. <br/><br/> As she began to relax ,a '<span style="font-style: italic">vision</span>' lashed out on her and her breath caught in her throat.<br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">And her eyes met the image of herself, only younger covered in blood holding a red stained hook, the thick smell of tainted blood and smoke filling the crimson sky, and wide eyes burning from all the dirt and the debris around her, tears rolling out of the empty looking eyes of a boy standing a few feet behind her.His cloths ripped here and there, flames burning surrounding homes and in the reflection of Tomakie's burning tear filled eyes were three people, that hung limply above the the ground from a door frame, Thick Rope wrapped around their necks, and tied to various places on their bodies. Tomakie felt as if something were lodged in her throat, choking her. Her eyes couldn't leave their faces. Each one had their eyes taken out and their lips cut from their faces and hooks on the corner of their mouths, to bare what was left of their broken, jagged teeth in a distorted grin.They were saturated in blood, streaks of it decorating their mutilated faces.  Around them corpses laying across the ground, gnawed beyond identification.People running and screaming accompanied the image, and voices bellowing and shrieking and begging for mercy.</span></span> That very image halted it assault on her, she shook of the terrified feeling, it all felt so familiar so real.<br/><br/>'<span style="font-style: italic">I hate myself in that reoccurring dream filled with those images.<br/>I know that, I donâ€™t know what I want, answers or to continue being haunted by my own image and that boy.Nonetheless, I want it... the answers, that image. But I am scared of what I was or what my past was at the very least.</span>' She thought this with a pained expression, casting her head down and sucking in a deep breath she lifted herself from the humming of the tree. <br/>'<span style="font-style: italic">I have to know .'</span><br/><br/>She had entered the temple like home slowly pressing her feet on each stair,as she descended down ward she realized that it would get darker on her way down,she noticed one of the torches missing, she grabbed the only one that was left and followed what she thought was spiraling stairs. She lifted the cloth that covered her eyes to get a better sight of the room that was lit up, someone had already come through here, for their scent lingered,she followed the scents but quietly. A soft sinking feeling had made her eyes widen. though it was just sand. She continued to move forward after a short while ,she began shivering and ice was under her feet she moved cautiously on the frozen floor, soon she pause seeing another light. Tomakie cover her eyes subconsciously and followed the light. What she saw before her frightened her, a woman stood almost completely covered in ice, golden haired , eyes were just pure white as of though she were blind , the room how ever was every inch cover in the ice. She saw a man and woman staring at it just as well as she was, but Tomakie stood not making a sound as she looked on at the scene before her.<br/><br/>(Occ: Is this okay?)</span>