It's spring, the light breeze is flowing by, the flowers and bushes as rustling as we stare into the horizon. The sun is setting after the most wonderful day
'Promise me you'll never forget me.' he says, holding my hand. I look down to see his fingers intertwining with mine. 'Please, I could not bare.' he tightens his grip, almost painful. I could hear the trembling in his voice.
'What do you mean?' I ask, wondering what he is on about. He shows me a dandelion, still in its yellow flower form. He focusses on it, and the dandelion grows and blooms into the white, airy form. The pappus follows the wind and travels far from us. I love his little tricks.
'It's for your protection they say, but please try. When all of this is over, I hope to see you again.' He says and doesn't make eye contact, looking down at his gone dandelion.
'Until what is over?' trying to make sense out of it, but I get the feeling it's getting more and more complicated.
'I'm so sorry. Close your eyes.' He's sitting across of me and holds his hands out to my head. 'Do it, Eira.' I do as he says and close my eyes.
'Our story ends here and it has been fulfilling.'
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Drawn to the Darkness (NEW STORY)
Fantasy'You're so naive, you really have no idea'. Eira had a life in San Francisco, until her mom decides to move to her hometown. There, Eira discovers her family roots and everything that goes with it, specific powers. She tries to understand them, lea...
