It was a long day at work, a typical Monday; it seemed to drag on as the time passed slowly. Mitchell and I sat down together at lunch and spent the entire hour talking about our wives. Their crazy dreams and alter egos had us both believing that in some way they might actually be intertwined somehow. It had only been three days since we all had dinner at mine and Abby's house, but Veda had already had another dream. Mitchell wanted to confide in someone that wouldn't think that his wife was crazy so that only left me. Who else could he talk to, about her dreams, that wouldn't think that she was crazy? If I thought Veda was crazy, I would have to think the same about my Abby. Especially, since my own wife had dreams of another woman.Finally, the clock read six o'clock and it was time to go home. I clocked out and walked out to my truck, waving at Mitchell as he did the same. “See you tomorrow, Mitch.”“Yeah, see you tomorrow, Josh.” I drove home in a hurry trying to just get to my re
Laylan walked hastily toward her destination. She was to see the man that she had met sometime ago. Zelimir was on her mind, and she had to see him again. She had been dreaming of him and needed to see him. She needed to talk to him. She wanted to know how he had felt about her. She wanted to know if he felt for her what she felt for him.As she neared the waterfall that would lead her to this man that she had fallen in love with, she felt a strange flutter in her heart at the thought of seeing him again. A smile crossed her face as she began to hear the water flowing and her steps quickened. Within minutes, she had crossed over into the Mortal World and was one step closer to him.She wasn’t sure where she would find him, but she had hoped he would be in the same cottage that he had been when they first met. Laylan bounced as she continued on, the anticipation building with every step. Soon she could see the cottage and the light of a candle shining in a window. She eased up close to
I woke up feeling sore and I had mixed feelings about my most recent dream. I now knew that Laylan had snuck out more than one night and met a man, but not just any man, a man that seemed somewhat familiar to me. I kept wondering how he was so familiar. They had made love! What had happened between them? How many more times did they meet?Question after question ran in my mind as I sat in my bed thinking.I lifted the covers and felt the stiffness in my arms. There were bruises, massive bruises that looked like huge handprints. I knew inside why they were there but I didn't want to admit it. I had encountered a demon, a very powerful demon. I lifted up on my feet and walked to the shower, glimpsing in the mirror as I did. I half expected to see that demon again but instead, I saw a flash of white, then red within a second it was back to my normal. I squinted my eyes at my reflection, trying to figure out what I had just seen.After my shower, I got on with the housework and sat down t
Around her neck hung a silver, full moon pendant in honor of the Moon Goddess, in all of her grace and beauty, reigning over the seas. Around her revealed right ankle was a gold pendant of the Sun God, his majestic presence reigning over the forests and lands. Her long, straight, pure white hair hung to the small of her back and tucked behind her pointed ears, opening her perfect face. Her high cheekbones accented her large, bright eyes, her left eye of dark emerald green and her right eye of deep, royal blue. A slender nose ran down to lush red lips. In her Cion-made clothing with her perfectly tan complexion and tone muscle structure, she stood tall upon the cliff's edge. Her top was light tan and wrapped around her bust while her skirt was fixed high on her right hip. A beautiful, white unicorn strolled up next to her, standing majestically to her left; his bright green eyes were piercing against his brilliant white fur. His name was Artimous; he was the leader of all uni
“Abby,” a soft, familiar voice sounded in my ears. I fought opening my eyes, desperate to see the face of the stranger in my dream. But to no avail could I hold onto the dream in my mind, it disappeared into the darkness.“Abby, Baby, it's time to wake up.” Reluctantly, I began to open my eyes. My dream had passed and the hope of finally seeing my stranger's face today was now gone.For as long as I can remember, I have had the same dream, it almost haunts me. It's always the same. Laylan with her long, pure white hair hanging to the small of her back, tucked behind her pointed ears, opening her perfect face and her high cheekbones that accented her large bright eyes, her left eye of dark, emerald green and her right of deep, royal blue. She's always standing on the cliff-side peering out on a land I had never seen. Artimous; a beautiful, white unicorn; and Greagan; the leader of the elves; would always join her looking exactly the same ev
Laylan sat on a log near the shore of Beskal looking out at the sun. She was thinking about things that had happened since arriving to Cion. She had met all of the elves in Beskal. Had seen the unicorns run in a herd across the Scarside Plains. She had been hiking deep into Crystalwick Forest with Lucassius. Ah, Luke. He was sweet and very wise. He had helped Laylan in understanding the magick of Cion and the creatures that lived there. He had even taken her out swimming to meet the mermaids. Laylan had caught herself looking at him, taking in his perfect profile. His blond hair that always laid just right over his shoulders. They had locked eyes a few times but then in an instant, it was over. She was going to start training with him soon, learning to fight. She didn't understand why she would need to fight, Cion was peaceful, but she figured there must be a reason. “Are you well, M'lady?” Lucassius asked as he approached her. “Yes, Luke, I am right
I walked into the house, it had been a long day at work and I hadn't had a chance to talk to Abby all day. My day started late after being awakened by Abby's tossing and turning throughout the night. I could only assume after hearing her talk in her sleep that Laylan had made her return. In my disappointment that my brilliant scheme to help her out with the normal intrusion of Laylan in her dreams not working, I drug myself to work. Being a Thursday meant that it was going to be a pretty uneventful day which left plenty of time for me to think of other ideas. I had hoped for an improvement but instead of being four or five months between her dreams, as it usually was, we had actually shortened it to a little over two months.At lunch, I had sat down with Mitchell and tried to confide in him about any ideas that he may have for me to approach this problem. He seemed to understand what I was saying a lot better than I thought he would have. He mentioned Veda having an alter ego
The sun broke in through the linen over Laylan's door. A quiet, soft breeze moved through her room to her bed. A soft, masculine voice traveled with the breeze to Laylan's ears, “Wake up, it is time.” Laylan opened her eyes and felt his presence in the room. “Good morning, my lord,” she tenderly replied as she crossed her room to her staff. It was sparring day with Lucassius. She had been training hard, and she was determined to beat a much older and experienced opponent. Lucassius had survived many years in the Mortal World before coming to Cion. His training and skills were far beyond her own experience. She reached out and grabbed her staff from its corner spot in her room. She examined it quickly; its braided threads of different colors wrapped the top, with a small, vibrant red ribbon chain with a brilliant, blue feather, given to her by a Ribon. The Ribons were beautiful birds of vibrant reds, blues and greens. Their songs were of even tones and lovely tunes to