Mystical Disappearance.

Walk to Cloud-tower.

"Where have you been? I've been looking for you Slate." He urged.
"I owned an apology for late fifteen minutes." She apologized.
"Its all right, I just worried." He murmured.
"Oh, the specialist was worried about me." She winked.
Bilam blushed.
"Haha, you got me Slate." He smiled.
"So what's up? Did you and Sacrlet broke up? Why aren't you both together anymore?" She questioned.
"There was nothing between us by the way and who told you that we were dating?"
"Scarlet of course."
"She's meaner than you think."
"Really?"
"Yes."
"Lusty suits more."
"Whatever the suits."
"Are you okay? You don't sound fine."
"I'm fine. Shall we walk or you're autopsying me right here?"
"Haha, oh gosh, no Bilam."

Bilam could sensed the eucalyptus from her which was nice to have. The walked longed for forever and both of them were inattentive to something real. Thousand miles for a reason only if she was with him at any place and anytime.

Life was a rollercoaster in both ways but if she had lost her way in him so he's solicitously bonding for a silver girl. In a couple of minutes, Slate Azure had became the remedy of his life. It was a dream that came up, a dream that came up.

"Slate watch out!"
"I could almost fell, god, the stairs are horrifying."
"Until I'm not here."
"What do you mean by that?"
"I mean, I wont let you fall by these monsters creatures."
"Are you sure that you're okay?"
"Almost."

Redden was so deep that she could almost deduce the expression. Slate had already known that someone comfortably yet cordially falling for a little fairy day by day but she knows that there's something Bilam was hiding about Scarlet and the darkest secret. She wanted to know about everything yet she was afraid of being fooled by someone so hot that every girl in the Eastwood High School was lusting after him.

Stepping out the Corvette, looking for jimmy marks on the front door locked stile and the house overlooked a flower bed with azaleas and snapdragons.
"Are you looking for something?"
"Yeah, something that Fairy Gonda had told me where the secrets of ancient dragons lies.
"Mam Gonda is so artful, isn't she?" He asked.
"I count that."
"You're cute Slate."
"Why don't I feel that?" Glopping for the magical book.
"Because you don't want to disappoint at me."
"That doesn't make any sense Bilam. Why would I disappoint over that stupid compliment?"
"Slate, this is not your fault. You've never been someone's specialist."

It was clear, I always wanted to hear that but I guess it wasn't a perfect time to ask from a browny guy.

I moved aside, hearing the sound from freeway to the south. Water gurgling through the books which doesn't make sense, I went back out, no sign of footprints beneath the windows. No jimmy marks. No sing of forced entry. Bilam pegged me with the spotlight and told me not to move.
"Goddamnit! Bilam you almost scared me."
"Never mind my highness."
"Come back you nut head"

Have you ever seen this beautiful night? Where little specialist kissed the stars, just like the dream made of. Have you ever seen this magical bonding between the two charms?
Where the little specialist touched the sky, just like the dream made of. Have you ever wondered what is life up to? You would search the world but won't ever figure out because the happiness isn't mysterious, it's between the specialist, just like the dream made of. 

Life can be duller but here it was technicolor.