Always
Bella POV.
I sighed in frustration as the pencil on the page hadn't come out the way I wanted it too. Being an artist had its downfalls as well. I designed tattoos for a small town business just down the road. He told me to draw something that would suit the title of 'Forever'. Easy for him to say. My eyes were heavy and my coffee had gone cold. Time for bed. I said to myself. I collapsed onto the soft bed.
-Bella dreams-
I was standing in
front of a church; it was beautiful. With stained glass in the
windows and a magnificent spiral. Surprised, I wandered in. There was
a young man about my age standing, looking at a painting. He turned
around and I had stifled a gasp. He had the most gorgeous, vibrant
green eyes; like spring grass. "Do you come here often?" he
asked. "Ummm... no not a lot." I replied. He was so
handsome, he took my breath away. He held out his hand, signalling
for me to hold it. I was taken aback, but I held it anyway. He traced
patterns on my palm; as if memorising the lines on the surface. The
painting was an intricate Celtic cross. It had never ending swirls
and lines locked in a border of ivy and roses. But in the curves, I
saw the words 'forever bound in Eclipse' made out in circles. The
boy leaned in and whispered "forever"
-Ends dream-
I woke up with a jolt and wrote down my idea for the tattoo. But I wasn't surprised when I saw a man with bright green eyes smiling at me in a cafe window.
