Chapter 10

‘Asrar,’ A voice as gentle as a summer’s breeze flowed into Asrar's mind. He stirred from his slumber a bit as the voice came once more. It reminded him of his Angel, the beauty waiting for him to return. He knew she was waiting for him so why was she here calling him.

‘Five more minutes.’ He grumbled rolling over on the lush green grass. The blades tickled his nose causing him to sneeze.

‘Oh you silly boy.’ The voice spoke now closer as hands gently touched his shoulder and guided him. His head fell into a lap as someone gently ran there fingers through his hair. ‘You must wake soon.’

‘I need a little more time.’ Asrar sighed out gently. She laughed gently before all became quiet. Asrar was confused, his angel couldn’t be here but everything felt so familiar. He had to look, he had to see her. Opening his steel grey eyes they found a familiar purple one staring back at him. Those where not his An