Chapter 1 (The repeating dream)

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"Mommy!" A distant voice was heard it sounded like a child's voice. A little boy running in a open field smiling with flowers in his right hand. "Mommy!" The little boy said pulling at the woman's skirt she then turned to face the little boy her face blurry. "Yes dear?" The mother asks "I got you these flowers." The boy smiled holding out the flowers towards the woman.
"Thank you I love them." she said grabbing the flowers from the boy's hand.
Then everything turned to a blurry vision Blunt then open his eyes slowly getting up and looking around the room. "It was just a dream again I had that dream 100 of times but I still can't make out the woman's face." He than got out of the bed and walk to the dressing room. "I wonder who she is even I kept calling her mommy so if is she my mother then why can't I see her face?" He than walk out of the dressing room. "I feel like that dream was really important maybe I should go to the counselor." He walks out of his room and to the counseling room and knocks on the door. "Come in!" A muffled woman's voice was heard through the door he than opened it and there was the counselor. "Hello Boo." He said. "Oh your majesty what do you need." She bow to him. "Oh no need to be so formal."
"Oh well what do you need than?" She asks. "I had a strange dream this dream occurred several times." The counselor looked intrigued and confused. "Well how about we sit down and talk about it."
"Well let's make this quick though I do have other things to attend to."
"Yes I know because you're the king and you are very busy on your schedule." He than chuckled. "You have a good sense of humor don't you."
"Well I guess you can say that." She smiled than taking a seat. "Ok how about we talk about that dream now." She said she grabbed a book and a pen. "Oh well." He then sat down. "It all started with me as a child running in the fields."
Boo begin to write. "Ok continue."
"I had some flowers in my hand."
"What kind of flowers?" She asks. "I don't know but I remember I was running up to a woman that I kept calling my mother."
"Ok what was the woman wearing?"
He begin to think. "She was wearing an orange dress like the Victorian ones."
Boo begin to write down the information.
"Ok and what else about the woman that you can see?"
"I think she had brown or a dirty blonde hair color."
"Ok what about facial structure?"
He then begin to think but it was all a blur.
"I don't know her face was blurry."
"Well then what happened after?"
"That's when I wake up." Boo then closed her book and put it to the side alone with her pen. "Well seems that I written down most of the information that you said but I'm still so clueless about the dream I got no answers for that?" Blunt sighed. "Well thanks for listening to me but are you sure you don't have an answer?" Boo than shakes her head. "No sadly I don't have an answer for this." Blunt then got up and walked towards the door. "Well thank you for listening to me at least."
"Oh your welcome I'm always here to help." She smiled. "Thank you." He then walked away. (End of chapter 1)

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