The Healer(The Healer Series Book 1)

by C. J. Anaya

This time around I knew I was dreaming. My white silk kimono felt familiar and welcoming. The cherry blossoms raining lightly down upon me were just as I remembered. The path before me would guide me to Tie, and then Victor would stand directly behind me. I stepped forward eagerly, anxious to reach Tie before my dream ended the way it had last time, but as I moved forward I felt drawn in a different direction.

  I left my path completely and entered a heavily wooded area. The tall, oppressive trees shut out most of the sunlight and made it feel like it was much later in the day than it really was. Of course, who knew what time it was? This was a dream after all.

  There may not have been much light to guide my steps, but the strange pull on my heart gave me all the guidance I needed. After what seemed like hours, I finally stumbled into an open field covered in green grass. On the other side of this field stood Tie. His white formal wear was now black. I broke into a run, feeling an intense sense of urgency. Tie must have sensed it too because he met me halfway and pulled me to him.

  I lifted my arms to embrace him and noticed my kimono had turned from white to red. I looked into his eyes questioningly, but he seemed ecstatic by the change. He looked over my shoulder and stared into the dense forest from which I’d come. I turned around and saw Victor. The devastated expression on his face made my heart feel as if it were being ripped apart. I didn’t understand why he was so sad, but I moved toward him, determined to find out. Before I could reach him, a large grey cat emerged from the forest to my right and came at me with its sword raised high.