Chapter 2: mother's favourite vase

"My brave daughter... Always wise beyond her years. Your mother would be so proud of she could see you now."he said. Her father takes her hand and squeezes it. "I hope the fates will smile on your marriage and bring you true happiness. Now come. I will show you something".he said. As her father leads her into a nearby dressing room,she think of that strange feeling from moments before, the rising flames...(perhaps if I'm lucky, the fates will show me what's in store.)she thought.

The moment that thought hits her, her vision suddenly swims again, just as it did when she saw that flames. It's a familiar feeling,one she have known for as long as she can remember. ( What is it this time)she thought.

Everything feels more vivid,full of potential,as she see a moment that has yet to come... She watch as her father turning as he says something to her,the words hard to make out as strange currents buzz in her ears.

Her dad,...

But as he reaches toward the room's wardrobe,his arm brushes a decorative vase. Before she can move to stop it,the vase shatters on the ground.No ( my mother's favourite vase), she thought. She blinks and suddenly she is back to present. She press a hand to the side of her head, steadying herself as the vision fades .

( That was this room. And father was standing almost exactly where he is_ _). "I wanted you to have another piece of hometo take with you... so i asked the tailors to prepare something special." he said. Her father turns toward the wardrobe, and it's like you are seeing double. His arm moves just as you saw before , toward the vase...

Not again as she reaches her hands to stop him! "Father,look out! She grabs his sleeves to pull him away... but the motion bumps him into the vase's stand. She watches helplessly as the vase wobbles, then tumbles to the ground, shattering just as she saw in the vision.