The girl looked at him confused
For the words were already transfused
"What?" she softly whispered back
He glanced her in the eyes
Then mouthed his word again
"Jason, that is my name"
Her expression widened
Her mind full of words
Yet none came out
The silence was broken only by a vague shout
From one direction to the other
A new question was raised
"What's yours?"
The girl gazed
It was her who had to answer
Though something made it harder
"Cassandra"
There was no saying after
For a light blinded them both
And a creature was added to this propaganda.
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The Time We Dreamed
PuisiDifferent dream, same person. Cassandra and Jason are trapped in a world of fantasies each night, with nothing to do but to get to know each other. Can this magic curse upon them be one of the best things that had happened or will all fade away in a...
