A red-haired angel of the day slept in utter silence. Turning into a night fairy that will also get swept away. When the momentary dream is dreamt, stories and truth will reveal itself and it will be the beginning to an end.
That night she cried all the tears god gave her. Her weep was rendered useless. It was like a silent prayer. As the begging angel wept, the moon kissed her features ever so lightly.
"Sleep," they whispered.
There the girl slept with the pain of the world as everything around her was drowning her in suffocating flames.
The overbearing alamort feeling she felt was dispersed and was replaced with one of peace. A bright light ray beamed on her face, lightly slapping her on the cheek. As her hazel eyes peered open analyzing the room, her slender pale skin ever so lightly touches the cold floor. Breathing in the clean air, Alora was now awake.
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The Dreamers Collision
RomanceEveryone is trying to figure out the unknown, but what if the unknown was the present representation of a distinct reality. Alora Evangeline was in an accident when she woke up in a reality that was present and set in her dreams. What happens when s...
