Javek: A guide for my spirit. (Fiction)

I lay down on my bed, while I go over the steps in my head. I'm probably scared, or excited, I wouldn't know. I know the book contains some dangerous spells, and I try to be careful with what I do. But to be honest, this didn't sound dangerous; it did have warnings though. I trust myself enough, I know I can do it.

I try to relax, following the instructions I already know. Starting from my toes and then all the way up to my head, I let go of every tension I can find. I start to focus on my circulation, the way my blood runs through my veins. It's a little hard at the beginning, but after a few minutes, I start to feel the tingling in my skin. My breaths become slower and deeper, and my feet are going numb. I panic a little bit because I know it's working, my heart races, but I try to keep my cool so my breaths are even.

I see my creation window and I start to build my room. Creation windows always feel weird. It's like you are floating in the middle of nowhere, you can't exactly feel the gravity but your feet are somehow stuck to a non-existent ground. Anyway, windows are used to create dream-like scenarios. You can imagine whatever you want and it will appear. The dangerous part is if your mind isn't protected enough, things can come through. Things that you didn't create, things that you would never even imagine, and they can come from anywhere in the universe, and from every plane.

Back to building my room, I sit on a purple cushion on the invisible ground, and I create a golden cushion right in front of me, for my guest; there's also a white candle lit up in the middle. I try to relax even more because I really, really can't allow myself to freak out. I have to keep a hold on my physical body all the time I remain here because if I don't and I lose touch, I'm just going to fall asleep. And it's never a good idea to fall asleep just after entering a creation window.

The next step is the summoning. The moment of truth. I focus on my imaginary candle while I say the words out loud (but in my head, you know?).

"I'm looking up for my assigned guide, please come answer my call."

And I repeat this for a few minutes. The warnings were clear: you will most likely get visitors that aren't your guide. You are willingly opening your door to all kinds of guides, and not all of them are good. The thing is, your guide can't come if you don't ask for it. And being my first time meeting him/her, I don't even have a name to call for. So I have to be extra careful.

I see a crowd forming around me. Oh... shit... DON'T PANIC! I almost lose it and open my eyes. It took every inch of me to keep my breath steady, the right grip on my physical body, and the creation window open. All at the same time.

I repeat the words, someone walks towards me, and sits down on the golden cushion. It's a little, fat, white, smiling man. He just sat there with his hawaiian shirt (wtf???), smiling at me, and staring. Never said a word.

"Are you my spiritual guide?" I say the words pretending I'm not scared at all. But he just shakes his head no, and keeps smiling. "Then please can you stand up? I'm waiting for my spiritual guide." His smile is wider now, as he stands up and leaves.

Hey, I don't want to be rude, I'm just following the instructions. I repeat the words calling for my guide a few times more, and another person walks towards me and sits down. It is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Her skin is almost translucent, she has soft black curls down to her hips, and the most amazing blue eyes in the universe. She's wearing a long white dress that moves with a wind that isn't there. I want to stare at her forever. My breath almost falters, along with my heart. She's also smiling, almost mocking at me. I don't even want to ask, I want it to be her. But I know how this works.

"Hmm... are... are you my guide?" She doesn't say a word and doesn't even move. I'm seriously having trouble to speak, I can just stare like a fool. I try again. "Are you my guide?"

No answer. I know I should be scared, but she's so beautiful....... She's messing with me. I blink once, twice. Nope, you can't mess with me.

"Please, if you are not my guide, may I ask you to stand up and leave? I'm looking for my guide.". She smiles even wider (why are they all smiling?), showing me her incredibly white and perfect teeth. I think I hear her laugh, and for some reason, I want to cry. I can't believe her perfection. And I don't. I need her to leave. Finally, she rolls her eyes at me, stands up, and walks away. I'm so relieved.

I come back to myself, to check everything is in place. I can feel my body, I am breathing even, it's okay. It's kind of hard to keep the window open, it requires a lot of energy, and the more time I spend here, the harder it gets. I need to find my guide soon. I repeat my words.

I have to wait for a few minutes, and I almost fall asleep, but finally, another woman sits in front of me. And as I stare at her I just know. She is as beautiful as the other woman, but I don't feel hypnotized or scared. In fact, she looks almost the same, only her hair is short, black curls resting over her shoulders. And yes, she's beautiful, but the most amazing thing about her is the way she is dressed.

First, she's dressed like a man, all in black and brown, high-waisted leather pants, a long coat, high heeled boots, a high top hat, and the best part... a monocle?? Really???? Suddenly a word comes to my mind; steampunk. Why on earth???

She's also smiling. I smile back.

"Are you my guide?" But I know the answer.

"Yes." She smiles wider.

Immediately after she says this, the crowd starts to slowly disappear.

"Nice to meet you... May I know your name?" This was part of the instructions.

"My name is Javek, and it's a pleasure to finally meet you. Do you have any more questions?"

"Hmm... Yeah... Why are you dressed like that?" I don't really want to ask this as I know it's not important and my time is limited, but it seems like I can't hold the words in. But she just laughs. The most beautiful laugh ever. She sounds like some sort of heavenly bell.

"That's not really important now, is it?" She flips her hair, and I have to remind myself to keep my breath steady because my heart is starting to race.

I almost can't believe any of this. Am I imagining all of this? But no, it doesn't feel like it. It's like I'm dreaming, but I know I'm not asleep. I can feel my body, my bed, I can hear the noise outside my bedroom.

"Hmm no, I guess not. I don't really have specific questions. I just want to learn whatever you can teach me." I say the last part in a whisper. I know, I know I should have questions. But they are too many, and I wouldn't even know where to start.

"Okay, we can work with that. Let's start now. We don't have much time left. Are you ready?" She says this and leans towards me, her face incredibly close. I'm not ready, and I'm too scared to say anything. But I nod. She laughs again. "Don't be scared, I'll take care of you."

And suddenly I'm not scared anymore. She stands up and motions for me to do the same. I walk to her side and she holds my hand. I feel completely safe. She's my guide. I feel her grasp tighten around my hand. I'm safe.

But suddenly I'm not in my window anymore. We're standing at the top of a really high mountain, and below us is the biggest city I have ever seen. There's skyscrapers and everything. There's just one tiny detail.

The whole city is on fire.

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_{To be continued...}

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