"Serena, wake up… Serena!"
"Legolas?" She saw the beautiful face of her love and raised her hand to cup his cheek. The pain was gone and she felt light and safe.
"For Heaven's sake, girl wake up!"
Legolas face blurred and her vision dazed. She closed her eyes again and when she reopened them the elf's face was replaced by a rather grumpy looking Dimitri.
"My god, lady you had me scared. Did you take some sleeping tablets or what? Now get up and dressed, the finals start in less than four hours." Dimitri turned and walked out of the room.
Serena looked around confused and realized that she was in her room in the Olympic Village, a quick look at the watch told her that it was Thursday February 14. 'It can't be. I was gone for at least two weeks. Legolas, where are you?'
She dressed quickly and made her way down to the ice rink. In the corridor she met Maria, who approached her a shy expression on her face. "Serena, I am sorry because of yesterday. I was just so nervous and… I wanted to apologize last night, but you were fast asleep."
Serena frowned. She had been sleeping? Had it just been a dream then? No, it had been too real, she could still feel her lover's hands on her body, hear his voice. "Never mind, Maria, I was just as nervous. I don't think I was sleeping." While she spoke, she remembered Legolas face. It was as weird feeling, the loss felt so real. 'How can you mourn for somebody you just met in a dream?' Maria saw the sadness that crossed over the older woman's face. "Are you alright?" "I don't know, I had a very intensive dream. It felt so real."
They left the building and within seconds Serena was surrounded by journalists and fans. Real life was taking over and during the day, the beautiful dream got pushed more and more in the background as she prepared for the most important contest in her life.
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"And now on the ice, representing Italy, Serena Fiorana"
Serena skated on the ice and moved in her starting position. The first soft sounds of the love song floated through the air. She closed her eyes to concentrate and began to dance.
'It's hard for me to say the things I want to say sometimes….'
The rink, the audience and the jurors disappeared from her vision and the only thing she saw was a beautiful pale face with green eyes that were filled with love. The words of the song seemed to come straight out of her heart, yet it was not Bon Jovi's voice she heard, but a softer caring and loving one. Here on the ice in the middle of the Olympic games, Serena was lost in a song and in a dream.
And then the music stopped. For a moment she just stood there, arms raised over her head, her head fallen back in her neck, her face upwards towards the ceiling. She opened her eyes and was back in the hall which was silent. Completely silent, it was as if no one of the ten-thousand of viewers even dared to breathe. Then the applause started and like one person the audience stood up, paying a standing ovation to the fragile looking woman on the ice.
The ovations washed over Serena, but she didn't really notice. Her heart was breaking, for she felt the loss of the man she loved. 'Even if it has been only a dream.'
Like in trance she skated to the bench and sat down waiting for the score. When it was announced she couldn't help but crying. She made it, she was Olympic championne!
Slowly she walked towards the ice, skated towards the podium and stepped onto the middle peak. The second and third stood next to her and Serena lifted her face towards the italian flag as her national anthem was played. She had achieved everything she ever dreamt of. And with that thought a new feeling took place in her heart. Finally she was free…
Once again she raised her head to look at the flag but she didn't see it. Instead she saw a face. Gentle, wise and probably older than this civilization and she heard his voice again. 'You have many questions, some I can answer some will be answered on your way and for some you will find the answer in yourself.'
Serena smiled, she knew where to go from here.
"Legolas?" She saw the beautiful face of her love and raised her hand to cup his cheek. The pain was gone and she felt light and safe.
"For Heaven's sake, girl wake up!"
Legolas face blurred and her vision dazed. She closed her eyes again and when she reopened them the elf's face was replaced by a rather grumpy looking Dimitri.
"My god, lady you had me scared. Did you take some sleeping tablets or what? Now get up and dressed, the finals start in less than four hours." Dimitri turned and walked out of the room.
Serena looked around confused and realized that she was in her room in the Olympic Village, a quick look at the watch told her that it was Thursday February 14. 'It can't be. I was gone for at least two weeks. Legolas, where are you?'
She dressed quickly and made her way down to the ice rink. In the corridor she met Maria, who approached her a shy expression on her face. "Serena, I am sorry because of yesterday. I was just so nervous and… I wanted to apologize last night, but you were fast asleep."
Serena frowned. She had been sleeping? Had it just been a dream then? No, it had been too real, she could still feel her lover's hands on her body, hear his voice. "Never mind, Maria, I was just as nervous. I don't think I was sleeping." While she spoke, she remembered Legolas face. It was as weird feeling, the loss felt so real. 'How can you mourn for somebody you just met in a dream?' Maria saw the sadness that crossed over the older woman's face. "Are you alright?" "I don't know, I had a very intensive dream. It felt so real."
They left the building and within seconds Serena was surrounded by journalists and fans. Real life was taking over and during the day, the beautiful dream got pushed more and more in the background as she prepared for the most important contest in her life.
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"And now on the ice, representing Italy, Serena Fiorana"
Serena skated on the ice and moved in her starting position. The first soft sounds of the love song floated through the air. She closed her eyes to concentrate and began to dance.
'It's hard for me to say the things I want to say sometimes….'
The rink, the audience and the jurors disappeared from her vision and the only thing she saw was a beautiful pale face with green eyes that were filled with love. The words of the song seemed to come straight out of her heart, yet it was not Bon Jovi's voice she heard, but a softer caring and loving one. Here on the ice in the middle of the Olympic games, Serena was lost in a song and in a dream.
And then the music stopped. For a moment she just stood there, arms raised over her head, her head fallen back in her neck, her face upwards towards the ceiling. She opened her eyes and was back in the hall which was silent. Completely silent, it was as if no one of the ten-thousand of viewers even dared to breathe. Then the applause started and like one person the audience stood up, paying a standing ovation to the fragile looking woman on the ice.
The ovations washed over Serena, but she didn't really notice. Her heart was breaking, for she felt the loss of the man she loved. 'Even if it has been only a dream.'
Like in trance she skated to the bench and sat down waiting for the score. When it was announced she couldn't help but crying. She made it, she was Olympic championne!
Slowly she walked towards the ice, skated towards the podium and stepped onto the middle peak. The second and third stood next to her and Serena lifted her face towards the italian flag as her national anthem was played. She had achieved everything she ever dreamt of. And with that thought a new feeling took place in her heart. Finally she was free…
Once again she raised her head to look at the flag but she didn't see it. Instead she saw a face. Gentle, wise and probably older than this civilization and she heard his voice again. 'You have many questions, some I can answer some will be answered on your way and for some you will find the answer in yourself.'
Serena smiled, she knew where to go from here.
