Pain fills his thoughts,dark clouds caress his compassionless world,as he walks into yet another dream in which he does not belong.As he passes through the veil into this pirticular dream pain begins to crash aginst his tatterd black wings.He starts to climb the wired fence,his wings holding him back,the weight causing him sheer agony.On the other side stands a tall brick wall leading to a window.He scales the wall till he reaches the window .Heavey curtains hung shut on the other side of the thick glass,he slides he hand up the glass,silentley opening the window.He slides himself into the dark room.On the bed lay a girl ......sleeping?He thought for a moment...why would someone dream of sleeping?He walked,slowly,over to the sleeping girl and placed his hand upon her shoulder,in an attempt to to sence her non-astral body,but instead recived the mental image of a bright yellow sun shining over a blue speccled medow.The medow was filled with baby's breath and butter cups and at the center of it all sat the girl ,simply sitting among the sea of flowers,watching the peatals flow by with the breeze.As he gapped at the sereal image...he relized that he was no longer in the dream world he had been forever cursed to,but in reality looking upon the dream.He took his hand away from the girl,and looked around himself,completley dumbfounded.He let his head hang as he felt a bubble of pure joyous laughter rise in his throat,as it grew to unbarable point he let out a loud thunderous laugh.He looked up to see the girl sitting up stalk still in her bed staring at him,amazment distorting her doll like features.He stepped back away from carefully ,fearing the girl,or rather,now seeing her in the moon light, young women,might scream.she did not.Instead she pushed back the quilt,and set her bare feet on the carpet.She rose to her feet and began to walk towards him,her hand gingerly reaching out to touch him.As she got close enough to touch him, he froze.She reached passed his face,her warm hand lightly brushing aginst his pale cheek and long black hair,to lay her fingertip on an out of place feather on his wing.The silky feather tickled her finger,causing her to let out a sharp breath.He jumped back and landed himself in the rocking chair that sat aginst the wall.As his head hit the back of the chair,his hair formed a curtain around his face and shoulders.He sat in utter shock....what have I done?The human could see Me?!The girl stared at him...what is he?Is he the angel of death?Am i to die tonight?!She took a step closer to him,but he did not seem to notice.She walked up,and knelt nest to the chair...she reached out and swept the hair out of the way,to reveal a perfectly sculpted face with pouty blood tinted lips and deep colbalt blue eyes.His ears peaked out of his long,slightly curled black hair.Each ear reached up to a point,both coverd from lob to point with tiny silver hoops.He sat as still as possiable as she stared at his face,hoping she would think that she was still dreaming.She waited for him to move,breath...show some sign that he was real.She prayed he was real.never before had she seen anyone so breathtaking.The silence grew,erriely covering them with tention,till she could bare it no longer.She rose quickly to stand above him.and layed her hand on his head.She tilted his head back so he was forced to look up at her.Herdow like eyes were filled with both pleading and confusion.He looked up into her as her eyes shifted away,her face blushing a light cotton pink."Do you fear me?"Her pale rosey lips parted as the word "no" escaped them in nothing but a but a whisper.He stood,and started for the window.She raced towards him,"Who are you?".He turned a halfhearted smile spread across his face."Only your dreams can tell you,my sweet Jackalee." and with that he dissapread.She stood staring out the window,confused by his words,and hurt by the absence of him......
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