The Mourning Moon

Chapter 22

It was past 2 o'clock in the morning. Ansh was sleeping in his bed soundly. The Citrine flower and the Tanzanite flower were laying beside each other on the desk when suddenly the Citrine flower started to glow. But instead of the orange hue, the flower bathed the entire room in silver.

Tonight was full moon night. The weather was so serene. Cool breeze was blowing. Insects were chirping. Night owls were howling. Two people were running through a huge, luxurious garden. One with platinum hair while the other with black hair. The black haired guy was none other than Ansh who was trying to catch the platinum haired one. Laughter was ringing throughout the garden. Soon Ansh caught the guy in front of him and pulled him closer. The laughter vanished and it was replaced by a playful smile. Ansh kissed the smiling figure in front of him who kissed him back. Slowly but surely Ansh guided the person to a thick tree, trapping the person between himself and the tree. The person wrapped his arms as well as legs around Ansh as Ansh kissed him making his way down to his neck and chest. The person moaned as Ansh continued with his ministrations. He kissed those red lips again before becoming one with his lover.

Ansh woke up as soon as the light vanished. He looked towards the clock. It was 2:30 a.m. He sighed and got up rubbing his face. Why was he dreaming of an unknown stranger? A stranger who was married? He should be dreaming of Shreshth instead of someone else, thought Ansh guiltily. He got near the desk and picked up the Tanzanite flower. He smiled before he gently put the crystal beside him and laid down, falling back to sleep.

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Avantika was standing outside Ansh's home. She knew something was going on but could not make out what it was as something  was blocking her view. But whatever it was, nothing can stop her from having the Citrine flower. She will have it and bring it back to her master. She cast one last look towards the house before disappearing into the darkness.

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The moon was shinning brightly in the sky. Stars were twinkling in the night sky. A person emerged from the shadows as his brown eyes watched the wretched one vanish in the darkness. He looked towards the house one last time before he too vanished, leaving his defenses in place.

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The next day Ansh woke up feeling refreshed. He looked down at the Tanzanite flower and smiled. He carefully picked up  the flower and put it with the Citrine flower inside his desk and got ready for the college. Today was such a beautiful day. The sun was covered with the clouds and Ansh loved cloudy days. Also he could not wait to see Shreshth too. Today he dreamt the best dream of his life. He dreamt of taking Shreshth out on a date. Oh, how he wished that his dream would come true. He promised himself that one of these days he is going to ask Shreshth out.