Smell the roses

"I Am Here For You, My Love!"

[Castle Ephraim]

Half–closed eyes slowly opened wide to publish their imperfect beauty, glistening with the purest dew.

The chilly breeze blew through the window that was left open and travelled inside the spacious room. The window was left undressed next to the queen–sized bed, there, where Amethyst was fast asleep.

The sun was already high and blazing upon the blue sky that was dotted with fluffy, white clouds that were lazily floating in the gentle breeze. Amethyst's head was sunk deep into the dusty pink pillow while the sun's rays played a game of hiding and seeking on her ashen face.

They aggressively chased her sleep away. Her bloodshot eyes darted to every corner of the room, which was coloured in shades of grey and hints of depressed whites on the walls. A groan escaped from her dry lips as her slim fingers clutched at her hair.

As soon as she raised her head, a familiar lavender scent that was mixed with a medicinal scent, made a journey i