What A Jolly Morning

…Mekayla POV…

I am standing in the middle of a field, and a storm starts to form around me. I feel scared and alone; then, suddenly, I feel someone putting their hands around my waist from behind me. At first, I struggle to get out of his grip, but then I smell his softwood lace with spice filling my senses, and I know that this is not a man that is going to hurt me, but he is here to protect me. I put my hands on top of his, and he entwines my fingers with his. He puts his head on my shoulder, and I feel his breathing against my neck.

Everything stands still at that moment, and I know that I am safe. I know that nothing can harm me and that no storm can touch me. I feel his lips softly kissing me on my neck, and then I see thunder coming down from heaven, and it is coming right at me, with one loud bang…I wake up. My eyes are wide open, and I know this was all just a dream. I slow my breathing down and fall back on my pillow.

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