The moon hung heavy in the night sky, casting an ethereal glow over the sprawling city below. Alexandria Vongsavanh tossed and turned in her bed, her mind caught in the tendrils of a restless dream. Images flickered before her closed eyes, fragments of memories from a life she couldn't quite grasp.
In the dream, she wandered through a grand palace, the air heavy with the scent of incense and intrigue. Faces passed by in a blur, their features familiar yet elusive. But it was the figure at the center of it all that held her attention—a man with eyes like embers, whose presence seemed to stir something deep within her soul.
As Alexandria reached out to touch him, the dream shattered like glass, leaving her gasping for breath in the darkness of her room. She lay there for a moment, trying to shake off the remnants of the dream, but it clung to her like a ghost.
This wasn't the first time she had dreamt of him. For weeks now, he had haunted her nights, appearing in different guises but always with the same intensity in his gaze. She couldn't explain the pull he had on her, the way her heart seemed to ache for something she couldn't name.
Pushing aside the covers, Alexandria swung her legs over the side of the bed and padded across the room to the open window. She leaned against the sill, letting the cool night air wash over her skin as she gazed out at the city below.
Her thoughts drifted to her family, the weight of their expectations pressing down on her shoulders. As the only child of the powerful Vongsavanh clan, she had been groomed from birth to take on the mantle of responsibility. But lately, she couldn't shake the feeling that there was something more out there waiting for her, something beyond the confines of duty and tradition.
Lost in her thoughts, Alexandria didn't notice the figure that materialized in the darkness behind her—a man cloaked in shadows, his eyes burning with a fierce determination. He reached out a hand towards her, his touch sending shivers down her spine.
"Alexandria," he whispered, his voice like a distant echo. "Remember who you are."
But before she could respond, he vanished into the night, leaving her alone once more with the weight of her dreams pressing down on her like a stone.
Alexandria stood at the window, her heart pounding in her chest, as she tried to make sense of what had just happened. The presence she had felt, the voice that had called out to her—it was all too real to dismiss as a mere figment of her imagination.
With trembling hands, she reached up to touch her cheek, half expecting to find lingering traces of his touch. But there was nothing there, just the cool night air against her skin.
Drawing in a deep breath, Alexandria forced herself to focus. She couldn't afford to dwell on the strange occurrences of the night. Tomorrow was the Harvest Moon, the night her powers were set to awaken, and she needed to be ready.
Turning away from the window, she made her way back to her bed, the events of the night swirling through her mind like a whirlwind. As she drifted off to sleep once more, she couldn't shake the feeling that her life was on the brink of something extraordinary.
Little did she know, the dreams that haunted her were just the beginning of a journey that would take her to the very edge of her destiny. And as the first light of dawn began to creep across the horizon, Alexandria Vongsavanh knew that nothing would ever be the same again.
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Loveless
FantasyI felt like I forgot something important. It's was bad feeling at the bottom of your stomach. You want to find out what you forgot. That's how I felt my whole life until he showed up. He first appeared in my dreams, haunted me with our past lives. H...
