She awoke with a start, checking the time, she had about 45 mins to get to school, the dream wasn't scary this time around. She could hear them speak to her even awake.
She took her journal from the bedside table and wrote what it was about and the message she was asked to convey as well as who she was to convey said message to.
Serwaa pronounced "Sir waa" wasn't your typical 17 year old. She came from a long line of King makers, beautiful intelligent women who made and unmade kingdoms. They were witty, had incredible technological skills as well as being blessed by the powers that be.
Serwaa was however an anomaly even within their strange world. Her family's power had been dormant 10 generations prior and no-one expected her to be gifted. It started small ,being able to talk to her subconscious in her dreams, Feeling a tragedy about to happen before it happens, being able to read auras and the best of all being able to speak to her ancestors and seeking their guidance in every situation. She was wise beyond her years. And animals loved her. An African snow white if you will.
But because of who and what she was she was sheltered and no-one outside her family knew. Even in their kingdom , it was strange to speak to shadows and in her case command shadows.
That wasn't her only secret though, Everyone in their kingdom could command an element but Serwaa could command all elements it was unheard of and to keep her safe from the regulatory board of elements ,her family kept that secret on her behalf. Apart from all of that Serwaa was your typical 17 year old.
She hurriedly leapt off her bed to do her morning rituals, brush her teeth, bathe and get some breakfast in her before her sister would yell for her downstairs.