I woke up in a dark room not knowing where i am, suddenly seeing a small light from the distance, fear suddenly hits me, my body paralized, as that light goes farther in the distance, not a single trace of hope, as darkness consume me, i'm scared..
Slowly, i close my eyes as i hope that everything is going to be fine, tears starts to roll down my cheeks, suddenly feeling comfort as i open my eyes i wipe my tears away, i sigh in relief that i am back home in my room hearing the morning birds chirp outside my window
A dream..
Most of us are morelikely hope that everything is going to be ok, in the end only the people who work hard and hope are blessed, why must life be all good and evil, must it have right and wrong?, must we all have our equals and differences, how can even life itself have hope and despair
Humans are complicated creatures that fool themselves in believing and hoping on things that they already know the result of, you can never escape death, nor living, either way everyone will face both on each others path, for the both are equal in every ways that you can possibly think of
In the place where i come from, hope, peace and equality are meaningless to ever be obtained by anyone for all of those are.. worthless, the only thing that matter in this world is immortality, power and a pinch of darkness, by all means ruling a world like this is.. a.. dream.. come.. true..
-giggles-
"Mine" he breathes into my neck, with his deep voice.
I'm frozen in a spot as he said that, I couldn't tell if I should be afraid or surrender.
Even if I could run, he would catch me and if I could resist and fight I wouldn't be a challenge for him since I'm wounded.
So what should I do?
"You think too much" he abruptly says and separated from my neck. "Don't worry I will bring no harm to you. Rest. You have already been through too much" he says with compassion in his eyes.
I remained silent trying to study he's features. I admit I'm not good at being a judge of character or know how to respond to emotions, but there was something about his actions that had a weird effect on me.
I didn't respond and looked away afraid that he would punish me for looking into he's eyes
"Face me" he says raising my chin to him. I force myself to look fearing the consequences if I don't agree. "From now on, you're mine and I'm yours. So do not bow your head to me" with a faint brush against my face he sighs and leaves.
And I'm left in the room, shocked and surprised at what just happened.