She was running through the forest, her dark hair flying behind her. Her hands clutched her long flowing skirt so she would not fall. She had never felt so wild and free. She giggled as she heard the young man behind her declare that he would catch her. She tried to run faster, she didn't want him to catch her yet, this game was too much fun.
If the villagers knew how they chased after each other, they'd get it for sure. The punishment would be especially harsh if these two were caught, a union between two of such different classes was unforgivable. She was married and from a wealthy and distinguished family, and he was the son of peasants. The lovers didn't care; they knew they belonged together.
He ran after her until they came to where the river divided, that is where he caught her and swooped her up in his arms and kissed her.
"I caught you." He said as he kissed her again.
"Yes, you did." She giggled as she kissed him back.
The two continued kissing as he set her on her feet and reached around to undo the ties of her dress. As hands roamed they slowly undressed each other, cherishing each second they were together. Somehow as they lay on the grassy bank of the river in each other's arms after their lovemaking, they knew their time was ending.
"I want to see them." He said, breaking the peaceful silence.
"You know you can't." She replied sadly.
"But they are my children, not his. You know they are mine and I should be with you, my son, and my daughter."
"It's not that simple, you know that." She said as she untangled herself from his body and started to dress. "He'll kill you for just stepping foot near our home or family. I can't lose you yet."
He started to dress too. She always thought he looked so handsome with his dark hair and bright blue eyes. She loved his eyes.
"But your not his family, they are not his family. We are supposed to be together."
The lovers heard a rustle behind them and didn't have a chance to think before they were grabbed. They were taken to the town square and hung, but not before they promised to find each other again.
Vicki Nelson woke with a gasp, drenched in sweat. She had a dream and it seemed so real. She could almost feel the noose tightening around her neck. She'd been having dreams for a few weeks now, ever since they had defeated Astoroth. Every night the dream would have a different man and woman, but the end was always the same – death. Every night she would feel the passion if there was love but she would also feel the pain of the death.
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