I can't help but to let a big smile be shown on my face. What a weirdly wonderful creature he is to make me feel this way.
"Let's go then" Hyunjin throws a smile my way. He gently takes my wrist and does a big jumpy step—which is a bad idea. He trips over the cloud ground- and drags me down with him.
As he turns his head towards mine he starts to hysterically laugh, apparently finding the situation very amusing. His laughter is awfully infectious. Of course I can't not laugh with him.
After we calm down from our little, but intense, laughing session we walk further towards the weird foggy house.
Fright rushes through me now that I'm actually standing in front of the door. Both the fact that the door is much bigger than I thought, and the fact that we don't actually know what we are getting ourselves into. What if it's dangerous? Who knows what's in there.
I see Hyunjin's hand moving towards the door handle.
"Wait!" I exclaim and stop his hand from opening the door.
"What is it?" He looks over at me.
"What if it's dangerous?—"
"Why would it be?"
"It could be though—"
"Luna it's gonna be alright. What's the worst thing that could happen?"
"We could die."
"Oh come on."
"I don't have a good feeling about this—"With one swift movement he removes his hand from my grip and opens the door. My body freezes. He actually just did that. Stubborn donkey.
He stares at whatever is behind the door. His eyes widen and his lips part slightly. I carefully peek in. There is a white, middle sized dragon sleeping in the middle of the huge house. Everything looks like a fancy castle. Beige, shiny floor with huge, red patterned rugs. Some human formed statues are standing at the sides, and sparkling chandeliers are hanging from the roof. It looks like this place is straight out of a fairytale.
My eyes trail back to the dragon in the center of the room. Though this time it's eyes are open and stares straight at us with a fierce look.
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Down Under ⇁ Hyunjin
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