Sparks Fly

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I slowly began to wake from delightful sleep. It felt amazing not being tasked with getting up early, and sleeping on an actual bed. I was in a heavenly morning comfort. Nuzzling my head deeper into what I was laying on, I denied the thought of getting up. I breathed in and the sent of mountain air, and let my body completely relax.

My brain began to clear of sleepy mist, and I became more aware of my surroundings. I opened my eyes to see the surface of Theo's bare chest. His arm was curled up around my shoulder, and my arm was laying across his chest.

Suddenly, my senses lit up. My skin tingling and burning, my throat clogged with my breath, my nose breathing his blossoming mountain sent, my vision lines with his body, my ears pounding with my heart, and his soft breathing in the background. But, most importantly, he was still asleep.

I began carefully lifting my head, but stopped when he started moving. Unsure what to do, I laid back down and pretended to be asleep. He moved his arm up over mine and rested his cheek on the top of my head. His soft breathing danced with my hair.

Opening my eyes agian, I became very unsure how to get out of the situation without waking him, and became very aware of his touch. I can't believe I forgot to get him a stupid shirt.

It was an unusual feeling laying. I felt complete. As if I could lay there forever in an endless dream. But at the same time felt as if his skin was burning me up, setting off a chemical reaction within me, and if I didnt get away soon, I would explode. I felt completely confused.

I laid there for a moment, then decide I needed to do something. I slipped out of his arms as gently as I could, and succeeded without waking him. Standing at the foot of the bed, and brushed back the scattered hair from my face. I looked back at Theo, at the imprint I'd made beside him. The image of me sleeping, curled up in his arms trickled down my spine, causing me to roll my shoulders in the hopes of shaking the image off. My eyes move to his face. It was smooth and peaceful. It's one of the first times I'd seen him so calm. A small smile casually formed on my lips. And then I began to feel like a creep for watching him sleep. I really needed to get out. I changed into human form and left.

Walking out into the moist air felt good. It was the beginning of a cool spring day. Although the ground was soaked, the sun had dried up the clouds.

A small match of excitement sparked in me. This was the first time in the past month I'd explored the unknown without Theo. This was actually the first time I'd explored something far from home without anybody beside me. The world felt open.

I began to walk on the side of the road, with no destination in mind. Noticing the people as I passed, I examined the things they were doing, attempting to guess life stories out of moments. I wondered what it would be like to live in their shoes for a day. What their culture is? The little problems they run into? How they operated day to day?

It had struck me. I'd been walking around in worlds I never imagined to be real, and I haven't taken the time to get to know my surroundings. It would be interesting to take some time in the future and study the worlds.

On my walk, I noticed the colors that appeared most in the people lives. Navy and silver. Those were the colors that were on the banner in the castle. The colors of Velberis. These people were still holding on to the past.

It seemed like a great thing to do, trying to rebuild the former glory of a city. And by account of what Theo told me of Velberis, this was an ideal city to do it to.

I let myself relax as I ignore my problems, and ponder things that don't concern me. It felt good to have some alone time, and I didn't want to pollute it with worries.

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