The Dreamers Forest

The Dreamers Forest

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Alana dreamt every night of a man leading her through a forest for 16 years. She learned and grew enamored with every color and every breath of fresh air. Learned new words that no one bothered to remeber. Color has been extinct for so long it became a legend. How could she not fall in love with the trees that breathed life into the surroundings, when she lived behind sterile walls that hid her from such a gift? When she was left broken hearted by the man from her dreams leaving her with a good bye and a final warning, she moves on with her life. Untill she isn't able to continue her life as planned when an accusation arises. How will she react and what will this lead to? She wasn't ready for the tide that came with the breeze she longed to see once more.
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"Shh...it's useless to cry over something that you have no control over. Give in before I bring your dear sister's cadaver as wedding gift." His words made her stiffen making her let out another wrecked sob. Ralph let out a amused chuckle at her disheveled face. Alexei's midnight eyes stared down at her, his jaw flexing as silence between them stretched. Rara felt another pair of impatient cold hands lewdly running over her waist with shameless speed. Her throat constricted as if their touch nauseated her to the extent she bit down on her inner cheek hardly drawing out metallic taste of blood. "Open up for me, Rara. Let me see how beautiful this tempterous body of yours is." **** They came to me in the night, cruel, darkly handsome men from the most dangerous corners of the world in name of helping me in my worst time. I should've known better that peace in this world come with a price. Price of my freedom. They tormented me, destroyed me, ripping apart my world with their quest for revenge. Two years ago, I met them. In our first meeting, I was betrothed to them. Now they've come to claim me, destroying anyone standing in their way. Even me. I fear them, I hate them and worse of all I couldn't escape them.

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