Elaina PovIt's so warm. Everything is so warm and tranquil. My eyes are closed, but if feels like I'm looking at the whole universe all at once. So overwhelming, yet I understand everything and nothing.
I finally open my eyes, and I'm greeted by the sight of a clear, blue sky. And the sun...the sun has never been this beautiful. I am laying in a field filled with lilies of all color. Trees tower over my small frame. The sweet aroma of lavender swirls through the cool air.
I am suddenly on my feet. I realize that I am clothed in a dress, with vibrant lilies printed on the white gown. Like paint splashed on a white canvas. Then a masterpiece of intricate, elegant flowers was created. My movement was slow, but fluid. I look down, and it registered in my mind that the flowers I was laying on, were the flowers on my dress.
'What is this place? Where am I?'
"Elaina!" A voice from deep inside the forest yelled. I twist my head in all directions, trying to identify the source of the voice. It seemed to come from my right.
"Elaina! Are you ready for what's to come?" There's that voice again! This time it's closer, and behind me."Elaina, you are mine right? We're forever together!"
I don't the who's shouting out, but I'm sure it's male from the rich, deep tone. 'Why is he saying these things?' Despite the possessive implications, I have the urge to run towards the voice and agree. But before I can do anything, a movement faster than my already sluggish mind comes forward. My guess was right, the figure was male. But he was concealed in black from head to toe, with roses of red and white. He had on a mask made of what seemed to be metallic silver.
"Who are you?" I asked. He didn't respond.
I reach my hand out to touch the stranger's face. My arm moves slowly, like my whole body is under water. He's a statue, standing still like that, unmovable. A smile painted plump pink on this already perfect being. The tips of my fingers slightly graze his cheek. This simple action causes his seemingly solid figure to ripple. Like lightning, I yank my hand back. My eyebrows raise in confusion. The ripples become more violent, his image blurs from the crash of the waves. Then he disappears.
I shake my head left to right, trying to figure out where he went. Suddenly something heavy body slams me from behind. I lurch forward, losing my footing. But before I could fall face flat to the ground, strong arms trap me in a snare.
'This seems familiar somehow' Like this has happened to me before. The the stranger is hugging me, my back to his rock hard chest. 'This feels familiar somehow?'
For a very long time nothing happened. Just the stranger kept hugging me in a meadow. Leaves painted red, orange, yellow. The trees stand tall and comforting, providing cool shade from the pleasant warmth of the sun. The soft fragrance of lavender clings to the air. The ground on where we stood were crowded with lilies and roses. Like the flowers on our clothes seeped into the ground and multiplied and grew.
In the embrace of the stranger, I felt pure happiness. Like just being with this stranger, I know is my life's purpose.
"Take my hand now. You are the cause of my Euphoria. Close the door now. When I'm with you, I'm in utopia." The stranger whispers into my ear. A gentle breeze blows my hair onto his face. He inhales, taking in my scent. Somehow I am fine with this, actually more fine, I am elated.
" No paradise nor heaven compare, to the place I have in your heart. Your lips on mine. Forever in this place with you. Never growing old in Nirvana." I reply instantly, without thinking. Just blurting out what came to mind. He smiles. I gasped. What I didn't notice, was that his mask sported spiderweb cracks. The more I stared, the more it crumbled to dust. Until it revealed the stranger's face.
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