Chapter 4: A Vision of Beauty (Erik POV)
I rolled over in bed,
and sighed angrily. I simply could not sleep in this weather; it had
been this way since I had been a child. I stared at the moon framed
in the window, and frowned; a full moon during a hot night meant that
something bad was beginning to happen. Nonsense, a voice
whispered in the back of my head, and at long last, I yawned, rolled
over onto my side, and fell
asleep.
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We
walk all alone upon the beach… Her kind face is smiling at me,
while her lips are tempting me to greet them with a kiss…
I
stare at her face, framed in the golden sunlight… She is
beautiful; too beautiful to be real. Her face is utter perfection;
the long dark hair, the deep-blue eyes, and the rosy cheeks. I want
her more than anything in the entire world, and I do not know a thing
about her… I do not even know her name. It is a mystery that eludes
me; causing me distress. I want to ask, but I don't want to. Our
love is taboo.
And
then, as if she can read my confused thoughts, she is running away
from me, and towards the sea, and try as I might, I am simply unable
to catch up to her. She is so quick, and yet maintains that simple
elegant flow in her movements.
And
I scream in despair and horror as she disappears in a cloud of
pure-white sea
foam.
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I
wake up, sad that the dream is over, and stare at the now waning
moon. She was beautiful, I think to myself, yawning once
again, and realizing that the room is now colder than ever. I tug the
sheets up to my chin thinking, Pity it was only a dream, and I
look over at my fiancé, and smile at her beauty, before
falling asleep once again.