Love Like Winter—By Words Behind My Eyelids
The grass was warm beneath my feet, and a light breeze lifted my hair from my shoulders. If I concentrated, I could almost feel the wind and sunlight and soft rains of the world above, the world I have lost. Like so many things, it started with a kiss, my first kiss, in the green stillness of the forest. My stranger had found me on the island I shared with my mother and the nymphs under our protection. He was unlike anyone I had ever seen, pale and handsome, with dark blue eyes swirled with silver and ink colored hair that framed his face.
He had high cheekbones and crimson lips, and he would be my undoing.
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I was walking through the valley a few days later, lost in thought. I was remembering the kiss, of course, remembering his frozen skin and the delicious flush of color that spread across his cheeks when I rested my head against his chest. I was happy, humming absent-mindedly as I walked, and then the ground gave way beneath my feet and I fell through the empty air, the opening above me closing as I screamed myself hoarse. Soon I was left in utter darkness, still falling. And falling. And falling. Shadows swirled around me as I plummeted, almost clinging to me. I had never been so utterly terrified. My fear was rather irrational, considering that I cannot die, but I hated having no control over my body. My descent began to slow, and I braced myself… A pair of strong arms caught me before I hit the floor, bruising my sides and scaring me worse than the thought of impact had. My (Rescuer? Abductor? Assailant?) guide led me through a maze of twists and turns, silent.
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Eventually a light came into view, and we came to a garden filled with flowers made of rubies, sapphires, and amethysts, with topaz centers and emerald stems. Lanterns were placed along the path, emitting a soft, warm light and throwing rainbows where their beams met the wondrous flowers. In the center of the strange garden was a proud tree, crafted of obsidian, it's branches hung with cherry blossoms made of flattened pearls. The figure beneath the lovely tree stood up as we approached, a simple silver band adorning his brow. My stranger stepped forward out of the shadows and raised his hand in greeting.
A/N So if you read the previous version and liked it, I'm sorry. If not, I hope you like this version better. Either way… PLEASE REVIEW! This is my first attempt (second if you count the failed version that was up for a day) at a multi-chaptered fic and I would really appreciate some feedback, even if you hated it, because I'm not sure if I should continue this story or not. Please tell me what you think!