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room in some time and yet nothing had really truly changed. Memories of moments spent within this s

was very late by the time they each said goodbye to the neighbours and retired away to their bedrooms. Although Calliope had noted that her m

able to spend some time with them, j

d by the beauty before her. It spanned a large area, a melding of other flowers within that almost seemed to shimmer under the light of the starry

a fantasy realm like that her grandmother always told her about. Her wild imagination had brought her b

ivid dreams. That she wanted to stay and watch the stars disappear and

not be her

to the source. Never had this happened. Never had she conversed with anyone within her fantasy-made world

n the

he one in my dream. You're

le to truly illuminate him but what she could tell was that he was averagely muscular and tall. Very tall. Her mind wandered to all of her

dating. Whereas everyone her age had gone out and explored their sexuality and beyond, she found herself getting lost in books and hist

you trying to 'wish'

her lips as she realized that somehow, he was still standing

world and my thoughts is the ru

nned her as much as it irritated her. All she had wanted, hoped for was to enjoy the garden of roses, and y

ks before I sleep...He's probably

her vivid dreams. They had not happened in a while, mainly due to the fact that she had been stressed during finals

s to come in her future. The roses all around her were a representation of the excitement an

your imagination? Is that what you

at him. She still could not see him and yet the sound of his voice- the questioning tone worried her

d what do my mama and gra

tracks, now only a few ft. away from each other. All they had to do was

eird dream, and I a

ind of anxiety bubbling up from within her. She was not expecting any of this, least of all this

is that possibl

d not let up, choosing instead to slow

ollowin

d chose instead to simply ignore her and watch her retreat. The two of them seemed to be playing a

ious to this side of the world but

rom each other. Calli frowned, genuinely confused by what the hell the man was saying and why it was

about? Who are you and why won

ith a wall she had not noticed before. Her gaze reluctantly strayed from the figure coming towards her to look up, a gasp escaping her at t

en asleep long enou

n the w

your spirit has somehow been called- summoned to me. Judging by your ease of navigation within my garden, you have been here before but only

in his pocket. For a moment, Calliope forgot to breathe as she took in his words and what they meant in the grand scheme of

was true...that it could be pul

s my work easier. I thought your mother would send word again that you were not ready, but

s, but one thing stood out above all- how could she leave this place? Escape him? Part of her longed to

me alone. I owe you nothing. Heck, I don't even know you. This is probably some wacky, inception-t

experience logical despite knowing and feeling dee

here, standing before you. If anything, You are the one

ll. Everything felt so real, so present. The breeze around her, her fast-beating heart, the wall cushioning her back as she

our world where the t

under his touch as a warmth, unlike anything she had ever felt before engulfed her. Soon, the world was spinni

he was no longer in the dream realm or the confines of her subconscious. No, this was her backyard at home and jud

d up out her

eyond her home. Their small town was a nature enthusiast's dream destination. It was beautiful with green, lush trees and a c

ds her in the middle of the damn night, in the dark, but she was rooted to the spot not because

d her from the safety and warmth of her childhood room and into the cold night where the full moon shone

was not dreaming? Could he re

approaching figure who now stopped before her, a fro

hereas the other seems to want to fight me. Either way, I am well within my rights to ma

cy of a shadow and her subconscious mind. Now that he stood before her, in the flesh, s

she had never come across someone so handsome and at par with her

cut into a fade- short on the sides but slicked back into an effortless look. He was truly a male specimen worthy of awe. His averagely

nd a small scar on his right brow. He was rough, seemingly not one to smile so e

man I barely know who is spewing nonse

are

. The question had not been completed but the man before her understood as he slowly approached her. H

and I have come to collect. Our union has been cemented in the stars for ye

er stunted movement and have her pull back and away from his soft touch. The brush of his fingers on h

or anyone else. I am my own person and whoever told you

all stunned by her rebellion or her words. On the contrary, he seemed almost... amused or pleased to see her fighting back.

h there is much more you need to discuss and be educated on by your family members. You must be prepared for the role you are about to undertake and so I will give them three

ness of the beautiful man. He did not waver in his words or his delivery. He did not cushion the blow o

ow that his words are true and that his cla

ce'. What will you do then? Will you force me? Kidnap me and take me away?

retched across his lips as he moved in even closer to her, now a hairbreadth away from her body. She cou

enough to shelter or keep you from me. In these three days, you will learn the true power of this world that you have been shielded from

pleasant chills travelled throughout her body as she took him in and all the feelings he brought forth within her. It was electrify

oul knew him.... knew that he was r

are

, and it pleased him to no end as he gra

wolves. And you, my sweet- resilient bride will be my Queen

he came- leaving her dazed and sure that

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