My name is Alt. I am in love with a gorgeous, amazing, funny girl who has great music taste and beautiful eyes.
Her name is Indie.
Our love story isn't that normal. We weren't childhood sweethearts, destined to be together in the future. Indie wasn't a princess and I was her knight in shining armour who she awaited to rescue her from her tower. We didn't both have cancer and I was dying and so was she and I died and left her alone with the only hint of my existence to her being a sequel of her favourite book.
I met her in my dreams.
How do I know for sure that she's a real person? How do I know that she's not just a figment of my dreams, of my imagination?
I have no idea. All I know is I'm madly in love with the girl of my dreams. Literally.
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Sweet Dreams
Teen FictionAlt has fallen in love with a phenomenal girl named Indie. But their love is quite far from ordinary. Alt met Indie in his dreams. Is the night the only way that they can connect? Or can they somehow, somewhere, find each other in person?
