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#1 Klaroline
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#1 Old Ones
This is a story about what would have happened if Klaus and Caroline had met when Klaus was in Alaric's body and how their storyline could have changed in TVD if he had fallen for her earlier than he di...
CHAPTER 3: BAD INTENTIONS ______________________ I know you
I walked with you
Once upon a dream
~ Once Upon a Dream, Lana Del Rey __________________________
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She walked into a room full of light and felt her breath caught. It was mesmerizingly beautiful.
It looked like a huge oval building, an ancient one at that. The floor was made of a black and red marble stone that shone to the sunlight. The entire room was so large, it could contain her, Elena and Bonnie's house in it without any problem, and still would have space for more. She looked around her, the sun shone vibrantly around her, coming from every direction.
There was no furniture there and there were almost no walls, only large windows surrounded her giving her full view of what was going on outside. She could see only water from above and she wondered how many feet above the ground was that building. It gave her the impression she was in some kind of an island in the Mediterranean and only behind her did she finally saw tall green trees that indicated where the shore must've been.
She looked up and her breath coughed for the second time. The pictures painted on the roof would make Capella Sistina look like child's play. Of course, she hadn't been in Italy so she wouldn't know for sure if her assumption was correct, but she had seen pictures of it and she could tell that these paintings were if not superior, at least equal to the ones of these in the Italian Chapel.
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She wandered around the room drifted into the exquisite pictures and the architecture. The roof rested on huge stone columns that looked similar to the stones the floor was made of. These columns that held the roof was the only kind of wall the room had. The sun-filled it up so beautifully you'd think it was built to capture and admire the sunlight every day, to worship it. She was so sucked in the beauty of the place that she didn't notice nor that she had reached one open door – for lack of better words – nor that someone was watching her hidden behind of a column.
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