I do not know when it started, this feeling of a waking dream… memories that are not my own of a past and a life that I feel is mine but is watched as someone else lives in me. It makes me feel mad absolutely insane in this catatonic yet awake and moving state.
I can remember when I first noticed I was young it felt like a panic attack yet different because within my panic I pushed or withdrew into myself and watched as I reacted to everything that was said or done though it was all very uncharacteristic of my anger violence hate and rage spiked from me in manners I knew nothing of….
Blinking awake as sunshine burned threw my eyes to a Room I knew was not mine it was formal with a high four post bed and it was red and black, clothes that were Old from the look of them something of the middle ages Arthurian times or a little later. sitting up I gazed around the room hoping to get my Barings praying the this was just one of my friends horrible jokes on my and put me in one of their rooms this was not any of my friends rooms buzzing in my ears and a faint mumble then I relies that there is someone talking to me and I am not hearing what they are saying “what did you say? Could you please repeat that for me?” the man about 35 with long black hair stood and stared with cold ice blue eyes his build was familiar yet I couldn’t place where I knew him from he was dressed in a simple black tunic and pants no, no he was wearing breaches he opened his mouth to speak they were read like rubes I know I was staring but I could help it “ My Lady Til’leanah Aiden I came to see if you were well you had another fainting spell that is the third one this week.” His voice was a beautiful deep tenor almost baritone spoken like liquid silk “I am Confused as to where I am I can’t remember anything and I feel very out of place like I should be some were else.” I spoke slow and awfully broken like I hadn’t used my voice in years and by the shock on his face I can tell that either I did something wrong or he wasn’t expecting me to acknowledge him at all “did I do something wrong” I questioned him he again looked shocked “N-n-n-o My Lady” he was stuttering something wasn’t right....
