She doesn't sleep, she's an introvert, she has no parents. Her family history is something unimaginable, her future is wilder than any reality could ever be. She's a human...who bleeds gold and red.
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Rất tiếc! Hình ảnh này không tuân theo hướng dẫn nội dung. Để tiếp tục đăng tải, vui lòng xóa hoặc tải lên một hình ảnh khác.
Question of the chapter: How many underrated wattpad books have you read? (PS: I have read 50+ and they were absoleutely amazing)
I peeled my eyes open to find thousands of purple and white flowers. I turned my head to the right. My body laid still on the grass field. A flower, presumably poppy with a shining purple anther reached till the length of my ear. It's toxic fragrance only made me drowsy. I raised my torso to sit properly. An involuntary and noisey yawn escaped my lips.
Suddenly the sound of a chuckle made way towards my ear. I jerked my head towards the voice, killing a neck muscle and found Morpheus. The worries and pain in my veins immediately relaxed and a strange strong pull made me want to cuddle him. He stood as handsome as ever wearing a pair of jeans at a small distance. His well muscled chest was on display and I found myself gawking at him.
“Um…” As I opened my mouth to utter something, the words vanished.
He grinned and walked closer, crouching before me.
“Hi,” his warm breath fanned my face. My hormones overwhelmed as the delicious smell of almonds and hibiscus touched my nose.
“H-hello.” I stuttered. Damn! Why do I always stutter in front of him? He chuckled again and sat beside me. Staring intently with those amethyst eyes right into my soul. It was impossible to pull away from him, additionally I flushed beetroot.
“Allow me to introduce myself milady.” He picked up my hand delicately kissing the back of it and sending millions of electric shocks down my spine. “I am Morpheus.”
“I-I am Silver.” I said immediately. He smiled warmly, tieing my fingers with his.
He leaned closer to my ear, his breath fanning my skin. “You are beautiful my dear.”
I flushed once again and the hair on my back rose.
“T-thank you.” I managed a stutter. Keeping my face down and clutching a handful of my dress. It was then I realised I was wearing an exquisite forest green gown with tiny diamonds. The dress was off-shoulder and exposed my ivory collar bone. My hair was left untied till my waist. I turned my face towards him again, my eyebrows furrowed in question. I was wearing the loose dress in my house.
He grinned wider, “Do you like the dress?”
“How am I wearing this and where am I?”
“This is the dreamworld Silver and here anything is possible. That’s why you're wearing a different dress than the one you wore in reality.”
“So…” my face fell, “all this is an illusion.”
He placed one delicate finger under my chin and raised my face to his.
“Everything is an illusion in a dream except the God of dreams.”
I blushed once again. I have never blushed this much.
