Free The Thousand Year Curse (The Curse Books) by Taylor Lavati Page A

earth,  
    and, if old traditions say true,  
    not less so here.
    I implore you by these abodes full of terror,  
    these realms of silence and uncreated things,  
    unite again the thread of Eurydice's life.

    Then the singing stops abruptly no longer whispering to me as if the song is at a standstill. The beats go strong but silence is all I'm hearing. I try to listen for the words again but nothing comes to me.  
    Maybe I imagined the words. They couldn't be Ollie's lyrics. They sounded too old, the words like dwell and implore don't fit.  
    My name was definitely thrown in the lyrics at the end. My real name. Of course I must be hearing things. Ollie doesn't even know my real name. Nobody knows my real name.  
    What just happened? I know I heard a voice.  
    I open my eyes and Ollie is sitting in the identical spot, his eyes closed still strumming his guitar. I notice Junior and he has a blank face as his hands move hitting the pads. They both are almost entranced, fully engaged in the song.  
    They play the same song over and over. I don't know when they will stop but I don't want them to end it. The song sounds sad, ringing of despair and longing.  
    What could make Ollie play this? He said this was an original. I want to know more about him—I need to. I want to find out more about the story behind the song.  
    I am scared to move because I don't want Ollie or Junior to stop so I lean back in the sofa and let the music take me away. Before I realize it, I am being torn into a new place, my vision blurring and my mind becoming fuzzy. The world goes black and I fall.  

    When the light returns I jump. I awake on the floor of someone's bedroom. I get up looking around the unrecognizable room. The walls are stone and the floor is as well. Luckily I am laying on a rug so my back isn't completely destroyed although it aches. I stand up twirling around looking in every direction.  
    The bed in the middle of the room is enormous. It seems regal, due to the canopy draped around it. The gold stripes on the canopy scream money. This is nothing like the cave in my last dream last.  
    Nobody is in the room with me. The loneliness worries me. I decide to search the place for someone. Before I leave the room, I check the window. What a surprise I get—I am at least five stories high. In every direction I see green pastures. At the edges of my vision are woods but they are far off in the distance. Acres upon acres of land belong to this place.  
    I am definitely not on the East coast anymore, let alone America. This place feels and smells ancient, smelling like moth balls and dirt. I don't think anyone has entered this room in thousands of years by the dust layering the windowsill.  
    My body starts reacting the new area. I feel nauseous and my heart rate spikes. I try to push away the panic but I can't help myself. The craziest shit is happening to me and I have no idea why. These dreams are scary. I'm completely alone here.  
    I try to focus on my breathing. In and out, in and out. Finally my nerves cool and I decide to keep moving before another attack comes along.  
    I open the bedroom door and find a long stone hallway. I follow the hallway until I get to a set of stairs. Quickly, I run down the stairs wanting to get to the bottom as fast as possible.  
    I run straight into some sort of meeting. I hide behind a door peeking through a crack. The room is filled with men—at least fifteen people congregated sitting at a long table. Each person has a golden goblet in front of them.
    I scan their faces but I don't recognize any of the men. I slip past the room and go out the back door craving something familiar. Panic creeps up on me but I try to keep it at bay—not now. I need to be brave.  
    I end up on a patio filled with only a simple table and chairs. The deck overlooks the backyard giving me a better view from here than the upstairs window. The woods are closer to the house and appear magical. It's straight