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Hands are holding my shoulders and shaking me, the hay from the horse stable poking into my back. There's bright light everywhere, making the figure in front of my a silhouette. Squinting my eyes, I finally make out the features of his face.
He seems to breathe a sigh of relief between his full lips when he sees that I'm awake.
"You are awake." He speaks, giving me a small smile.
But I'm just entranced by his bright blue eyes. Never before have I seen such a beautiful face. It's cheek bones catch a small shadow as well as his deep set eyes. And there's a few loose strands of hair falling over his forehead.
I open my mouth to speak, though my throat is far too dry from my nightmare to make any noise. Licking my lips and swallowing, I manage to bring out a small "hi".
"Hi," He smiles back, the words drifting softly through his mouth.
A whole year seems to pass under his gaze. But that's soon interrupted when he grabs my hands and hauls me off the ground. My sleeping feet find themselves with the help of his strong hands, my body slowly getting stronger as it starts to wake up fully.
"Thank you," I breathe out.
"No problem," He replies, his eyes finding mine again and his small smile gracing his face.
A sudden horse whine breaks the bliss silence, causing me to jump in surprise. A laugh escapes his lips as he finds my shock amusing. But instead of being mad, like I would at my brothers, I find myself calming down and smiling as well.
"So, fair maiden, why were you sleeping in my horses' stable?" He asks.
I bite my bottom lip at his question. Should I tell him? Or should I lie?
But if I tell him the truth, he will think I am crazy.
So then I lie?
No, mother would never approve. Plus, you don't gain trust if you lie.
So then tell the truth.
But how could he believe that I'm a girl from a magical place where it is possible to be transported between realms and dimensions.
"It's very complicated," I speak up after a gap of silence, "you see, I'm from a place called Storybrooke."
He nods, his eyes never leaving mine which makes me more nervous. I can't think properly with all his beauty just gazing down on me. But that nod gave courage to continue.
"From a different dimension," I explain more, "where magic exists."
As soon as I say those last words, his face falls and suddenly everything grows dangerously serious. That's when he quickly slams the stable door shut with a bang, locks it and then grabs my hand.
"Come with me," he whispers in my ear.
I follow him without a second thought. He takes me deeper into the stables, past many horses stored away in large magnificent rooms. Not to mention that all the horses' have large muscles and sturdy structures.
Well kept animals.
"Be sure to make no noise," he says as he opens another door that he walks through.
As I go after him, I see that they lead down dark stairs into the underground. Making sure my feet find themselves on the stone steps, I try to see where it leads.
After ten steps down, the stairs stop and become a large room made out of stone walls and concrete ceiling.
"Where are we?" I ask, feeling a tiny bit scared on where this person has taken me.
"Below my house," he says, finally stopping and turning back around to stare me in the eyes, "where we can talk without anyone hearing."
I look around.
The underground room in empty.
Like nothing in it at all.
"Why do we not want people to hear?"
He sighs at my question and takes my right hand in his, though I'm still entranced by his blue eyes.
Why would the mention of magic make him bring me to a secret room? Does magic live in this realm as well as the Enchanted Forest and Storybrooke?
Maybe this place is like Neverland.
"Am I in Neverland?" I ask, looking around to see if Peter Pan is anywhere near me.
"No," The boy speaks up.
"Then where am I?"
He sighs again. I can't resist seeing how beautiful he is when he sighs, when his upright shoulders slump slightly.
"Aetasland."
I recognize the Latin word instantly.
"Timeland?" I question his answer.
He nods before taking me to one of the walls and carefully sitting me down so we can lean against the stone.
"You see," he starts, "there's a disagreement going on with the council on whether to ban magical creatures from our land or to give them the same rights that us humans' have."
I think about his words, my mind trying to understand what he said.
"So your magical beings don't get treated fairly?" I ask quietly.
"Yes."
"How do you know when someone is magical?"
"We have a special powder that knocks out magical beings," he replies, "which means, you will be found."
The space in my lungs' seem to shrink on themselves as I start to think about being trashed with the rest of the magical beings. How can someone treat another so badly. Can't they see that magic is beautiful. It is one of the very few good things Peter Pan taught me when I was in Neverland.
"What are the chances of the council agreeing to help magic?" I speak up after ages, turning my head to look at the boy.
He's already staring at me, like he never looked away. The way they hold me suddenly lets my lungs open up again and allow fresh air to flow through.
"Slim. A couply more weeks and then they will send out a price for every magical creature caught."
"And will you?" I breathe out, "Will you hand any magical creatures in?"
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I can see the truth in his eyes before he even speaks. I already knew what he was going to say before he says it. It's obvious what he thinks about magical creatures and their beauty. How the magic can light up anyone's soul.
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"Yes."
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"You can stay here tonight." Edward speaks, gesturing to a large wooden door.
He's been showing me around his castle. Well, he just says it's a house. But it's big enough to home over 30 people comfortably. And the design is unbelievable.
Carvings cover the ceilings, their beauty extrordinary and breath taking. Soft carpet covers most of the floor and walls hang a different handful of things. Paintings and more other types of artwork that would have cost a fortune to buy.
Which got me wondering,
Why does he want to hand me in for more money when it already looks like he's got enough?
"Edward!" I call after him as he nearly gets to far out of reach.
He turns around and sends me a small smile.
"Don't worry about anything. I'll come and get you tomorrow."
And then he's gone.
I wanted to ask him why he needed more money. But now I'll just have to wait.
There's a double bed with a large duvet and deliate looking pillows centered between two huge windows. Our walk from the stable and into his house took over a day. Those tunnels never end.
Sleep sounds beautiful to me right now. And the beds right there.
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And once again, I fall asleep.
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My dream in the clutches of Peter Pan.
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Sorry again about the line thingys. Haha. Hope to update soon.
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