It was the day before winter . Everything was about to change . I could imagine the snowflakes , so crystal and perfect . The snow felt warm as if I was laying in a heated oven of pure white snowflakes . Nothing could disappoint me . Nothing . And then a perfect young prince walked right into my vision . His hair was golden with the perfect style , and his eyes reflected off the deep blue sky . They were shimmering so brightly that not a soul could miss them . His outfit was one of a kind . The straps on his shirt had perfect gems in just the right color . This man was one of a kind . And then I woke up .
I was still in the same old place . Crooked stairs , cobwebs hanging a foot from the ceiling , dead brown grass not even breathing . My dress was torn at the bottom , and my shoes no longer fit . My life was the opposite of his . I just wish I could meet him , in real life , where everything is alive . My name is BellaMay .
Later that night , I saw him again , in my dreams . Just sitting there staring into my eyes , it was impossible to look away . He spoke a few words , " My name is Marbeloan , I will always be here for you " and that was it .
I did my research - a few folks in town told me that the most handsome man in the town must choose the most beautiful woman he seeks . I don't get it . I'm a mess . And truthfully Marbeloan is only in my dreams , not here in town . Maybe I will ask him , tonight , why he must love me .
Marbeloan is pure human , yet pure dreams . I'm feeling love for him , besides his beauty and eyes , but for his soul . I saw Marbeloan later and I asked him why I was the one who was seeing him , and no other girl . He responded , "You are special" and in a flash Marbeloan was gone .
But that was not it .
I tried all day to find out what was so special about me . But nothing . Only a true man could see it because I certainly didn't .
And once again I saw him . But this experience was different , way different . Marbeloan said , " You will love it here , in my kingdom " , I was thinking , kingdom ? What kingdom ? And then my sweet prince was gone again , but so was I .
I appeared , laying on solid rock bottom , extremely drousy . I was wearing the most beautiful gown in the world , Light pink, with a small fluff to it , and it was rather soft - I had a feeling Marbeloan had something to do with this . (; It felt good . Surprisingly , my hair wasn't so bad either . It was long and golden , with curls that bounce . I felt like a princess . Beautiful again .
But I was still laying on rock , and then a beautiful red carpet rolled upon me , and I was somehow forced to walk it . I felt famous , and royal . And then I saw him . Marbeloan was standing at the end of the red carpet , waiting for me . I never realized how much I really loved him .
