"Nelenima....nelenima glasa. Nelenima numuana...."
I sit up straight. Why are my dreams always delivered in an unknown language? I don't know much about French, but I know that's definately not it. Neither is it Italian. Ugh.
"Happy birthday, ketchup" how is it that I mysteriously wake up at exactly twelve? Like I just literally woke up immediately it was my birth date. "It's fate" uhun, sure it is. And where have you been? Oh, you also just happened to awaken when it's my birthday, huh. "Of course not. I'm always with you, Maraja" don't call me that. Who are you anyway?
There's a pause inside my very confused head. Brace for impact..."HOW DARE YOU ASK ME THAT?! YOU WHERE THE ONE WHO GAVE ME THAT LESS THAN RIDICULOUS NAME, YOU EVEN CONVERSED WITH ME FOR ALMOST A WHOLE DAY, AND YOU DARE ASK ME SUCH A QUESTION NOW?!"
"Ugh...okay, okay I'm sorry" another pause. Oh no...
"SORRY?! SORRY?! AAHHH!" My body tingles and I feel something leave me....
"AHHHHHH!" I seek for safety under my blanket.
"AHHHHHHHH! WHY ARE YOU SCREAMING!?"
I throw a pillow at the being in front of me. How dare it shout? It just popped out of nowhere, and it starts shouting as if it's the victim?
"Stop!" A pillow hits it and it's gold-encased body dissipates and reforms at another place.
"AHHHH!" I throw another pillow. I have no idea what my problem is at this point.
"Stop throwing the damn useless pillows, and calm down!"
I stop. That's right, they are useless, so why was I throwing them?!
"Finally" he visibly relaxes and ruffles his unkempt hair, gold specs emanating from his every move. I can tell it's a he. How? Because his voice is exceptionally deep....and also because I've calmed down and I can now take in his full appearance.
But still....I stutter. "Wh-wha-"
He chuckles, the sound sinking into my very subconcious. "What are you? Who are you? You're tryna choose which one to ask, am I right?"
I nod unconciously.
"As I thought. Ok so let me make this easy; I'm Leo"
"You.....Leo?"
His shoulders drop. "You know...Leo. Leonardo. The 'warmth' that engulfs you when you do the supernatural. The voice inside your head......ring any bells?"
"What?" My throat is dry. This is making very little sense.
His shoulders drop even further. "Damn, woman! You named me, for heaven's sake. So why in the Jurassic park don't you understand?"
"Jurassic park?"
He rolls his ever glowing eyes. "Yeah, no kidding"
"What?"
"Clearly, that's your favourite word. This is exactly why I came out"
"Really?"
"Oh you have other words too? Good. That's great"
His level of sarcasm is out of this world. "So you really think I'm dumb? That's why you left my head?"
"Firstly, I didn't leave your head. I'm fact, I wasn't even in your head. I'm your magic, Maraja. I am present in every part of your body. And secondly, no you're not dumb. I left your body because I wanted to see if it was possible" he takes a quick glance around. "Turns out it is"
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Beyond ~ The Dark Ages
Fantasía~She was beautiful, but you could'nt get past her love for black~ Mavis. Mavis Dain. That was her name...or at least that's what she was told. A normal life. That's what she had. Loved her mum, missed her dad, idolized her big brother, adored her be...
