NA/YA Blogfest featuring Made to Forget and Echoes of Memories!
"There’s something that lies within my memory. Hidden in the dark. Something that can kill me and those that I love. But I was in an accident, covered in mystery and deception. And my memory…was lost. There are those who want me to remember. I don’t trust them. And those I do trust…are fighting for me to forget."
Elsabetha Ellery wants to get her memory back, even if it kills her.
After waking up in a hospital with no memory, Elsabetha quickly learns those who claim to be her friend are anything but. And those who are her true friends keep themselves unseen.
Stuck with piecing together her broken memories alone, Elsa struggles with having faith in those she trusts and heeding the warnings of the dangers in recovering her memory. Ignoring them, she faces heavy consequences. Ones she doesn’t see until it’s too late, and a life is lost.
We went to an inner-city garden bistro situated at the top of an old apartment building. The penthouse had gone through a number of conversions before settling on the number one restaurant in town. They had the best food for a little more than the droid-operated McDonald’s.
“Since when do you not eat meat?” Jenna asked.
I shrugged. “I don’t know. I just know I don’t.”
She smiled. “Sounds like you are starting to remember.”
“Some things feel right and others don’t. That’s all.”
“Not eating meat and just knowing things without knowing how I know them.”
She made a face like she was going to ask more questions when an annoying sound erupted from her coat pocket. She dug out a phone, looked at the screen for a split second, then said, “I’ll be right back.”
She stood from the table, quickly walking away.
Our table was next to the patio that overlooked the city in a three-hundred-sixty degree view. Most of the buildings on one side towered much higher. On the other sides, the view was all sky and tree line. The residential district to the south remained shrouded by tram rails and highways. Transporters dotted the sky, flying in toward the air station and Academy.
A bright glare of light nearly blinded me. I had been mindlessly twisting the braided band on my finger with my thumb, catching the sun’s rays. I never thought much about it. It was a part of me. I felt protective over it, especially after the way Alexander reacted to it.
Curiosity got the better of me.
I slipped the ring from my finger and looked on the inside of the band for an inscription. Finding none, I moved to slip it back on. The sun hit my finger, highlighting a band of skin, making it glitter, like it was dusted with powdered diamonds. It was permanent, like a tattoo. My ring must have been put in place to hide it. But what did it mean? It was important, special, and sacred. That much I knew. I slid the ring over that spot and let my hands rest on my lap.
Waiting for Jenna, a memory of a box hidden in my apartment came to me. Not sure whether my memories would come and go or come and stay, I had no choice but to leave without notice. Luckily, I lived close by.
Elsa's every move is scrutinized. She’s labeled a traitor by those she sought for protection, and kept from her family and team. Regaining memories has been a slow process. Too slow for the Council's liking, taking matters into their own hands.
The new captain has history with Elsa and operates with a hidden agenda. Even Elsa’s team reacts differently toward her. If only she could unlock her memories. Everything is playing right into Alexander's hand, even amassing an army with unconventional methods, designed to annihilate the Nepherium---starting with Noah. Elsa will do anything to stop Alexander . . . even kill.
The air left my lungs in a rush as my heart broke watching him suffer. I stepped inside, against his wishes, and inched toward him. “Noah,” I said just above a whisper. “Please, let me help you.”
He shook his head. “It’s too dangerous! I’m not right, Elsa. I’m not! Something is wrong with me! Oh, Gaia! Help me, please!”
A tear slipped down my cheek as I knelt in front of him, lowering myself farther to sit on my knees. “Mea lux, cor meum. Sum vestrum semper. I cannot go where you are not. We are bound by the anulum de lux. Your trials are my trials. Remember?”
As I spoke, his shaking stopped, and his breathing slowed. I slid my hands along his and wove my fingers through his. He took in my gaze. The deepest ocean blue swallowed by black. No colorful specks, no beautiful gold or silver. Just a black abyss that stared back at me. His eyelids were red and raw. His skin lacked the color it once had. Even his hair seemed duller than it should’ve been. His veins stuck out of his neck and forehead in blue-green.
“I’m a monster now,” he whispered. “I feel it.”
I shook my head and shushed him. “I love you still.”