Butterfly Dream

Butterfly Dream

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This dream keeps on reoccurring. And these days it's been more frequent. Strange things are happening. I am meeting strange people myself. People have always said that I am cursed and now these people are after me. Am I really cursed? What's happening? This ....all this isn't supposed to be normal.
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**WARNING** This story has some dark and violent parts to it. This is your trigger warning, proceed at your own risk. **** Lyanna I am lost. I have been broken, thrown away by those that were supposed to love me. Then I meet him, maybe I can give him a chance, maybe he will prove me wrong. "I was hiding in the forest watching him curiously as he studied the trees, as if he was searching for something behind the tree line. He had honey blonde hair, just long enough to see the natural wave it had, beckoning me to run my fingers through it. There was a need in the center of my core making me pull myself from my hiding spot. " -- Elias I have been looking for her, yearning for her, but when I find her it is not as I expected. She is wild, untamed. When I look at her I see her fire and I know I am going to get burned, yet I cannot stay away. "I was standing at the edge of the forest looking into the trees, when I caught sight of her stepping from behind a large oak tree. Her long hair the color of the midnight sky, an inky black, so dark that when the slivers of light from the moon caught it there was almost a blue shimmer. As she stared back at me, I saw a set of green eyes, almost mirroring the same shade as my own. A sweet tantalizing smell drifted through the air, almost hypnotizing me."

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