Dreaming
He was standing there watching her. His grey eyes watching her adoringly, a loving smile on his lips. He had flowers in his hair, tucked around his horns. She was wearing a dress. White with no sleeves. So different from her normal dark robes. She walked up next to him. He looked down at her, his caramel colored hair falling over his eyes. He held up his hand and she took it in hers, bare hands touching. She met his gaze, feeling love and hope through the connection they had just made. They turned to the Oracle, who lifted a long strip of cloth and began to wrap it around their hands while speaking in Laylish. A rune began to glow above their hands and strands of his life energy and hers became visible. White and blue life energy touched the rune and began to knot together. A warm feeling began in her chest and seeped into her limbs. The Oracle spoke for a few more minutes before unwrapping their hands, the rune and strands of energy fading as she did so. She smiled. Another word in Laylish and they turned to face each other, moving to hold his other hand as well. His forehead touched hers and she heard his voice in her head as he gazed at her.
"I love you."
Her eyes fluttered open and some part of her expected to see him in bed next to her. She always did, even though he was never there. She pushed her self up. Another dream. Another made up story. She grabbed her note book and pen off the side table and began writing. Another story for the man she loved. The man that didn't exist.
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