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Dream,
It is officially described as the succession of images, ideas, emotions, and sensation that usually occur involuntarily in the mind during certain stages of sleep. (Wikipedia, 2022)
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*Wind blows*
Icy-winter wind carrying extreme deathly cold. One would even turn to ice sculptures with just a breeze of it...
Death. Death lingering the whole deep piles of snow filling the horizons layering it; No life could even be found
One could see countless arrows. spears. swords. helmets... as well as ice sculptures of different races.
Despair.
Dreadful.
Cold.
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Cherry blossom bloomed and blown as it falls slowly down to the ground unhindered by the intense cold wind...
A synergy of this winter and cherry blossoms, how strange yet beautiful...
A figure can be seen in the middle of this
As if the petals has life in it, petals covered the beauty...
Her skin was pale snow; hair so long yet so silk colored in jet black color, as it gently flow in the air so smoothly...
As if the goddess of beauty herself descends to the surface by the appearance of this girl...
Her beauty which would make gods awe from her appearance...
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She layed the man's head at her chest while tightly grabbing his body to her as she used her other hand and gently strokes the face of the man...
Looking at the man she was tightly holding, her silk jet-black gently flowed out, stroking the man's face...
His body was fully covered with dried out frozen blood; It is impossible to know whose blood are which from him and which are not.
One could clearly see as he was filled with injuries from arrows to spears, from thrusts to cleaves; it looks very horrifying, one would pity at his appearance...
Even his armor which said to be indestructible, can't be even called armor anymore. It was scrap to the point it was destroyed beyond repair or even salvage, only pieces of it can be seen as it seems to embeded to the man's skin already...
He emits an aura that was very intense to the point one would suffocate to death, as soon as they felt this blood-filled killing intent right down to their very own souls, annihilating it.
This man looked as if he was still very much alive for he was still gripping tightly his tattered broken weapon in his hand;
His eyes was wide open but was all filled with death, he no longer breathing...
He is undoubtedly dead.
Not even a single sign of life...
Yet his mind have already stopped but his body have moved done accordingly...
... This man is beyond a monster guised in a human skin, even killing him wouldn't be enough as his ridiculous presence still lingers in this battlefield.
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The woman gently closed the man's wide-opened eyes...
She tried to maintain her posture and calmness...
But at the sight of his man it was all for naught...
*sob*
". . . Oh. My Love... I wish you were still here staying beside me. . . Holding my hand . . . while embrac- *hic* . . ."
Tears silently flowed like river from her eyes. Her voice was so beautiful, dreamy yet filled with pain...
She bit her lips as she couldn't finish her words for she was choke by her own tears filled with sorrows...
And the sky darkened the earth shook as if the Heaven and Earth responded to the girl's deep emotions...
Eyes as blue and clear as the ocean, the longing in her eyes which could be clearly seen while her tears drip into her cheeks, into her chin and finally into the man's face dripping one by one. Not even a single sign of stopping...
*hic*
*sob*
". . . W-why? WHY?! WHY take this far?!"
*sob*
"Y-you should've... just let me go. I should've been the one who died in the first place, why- "
... but in the end luck was not on their side at this time.
And the woman cried so much like a dam.
*sob*
"As I repeat once I vowed before you. For you, my love- I would even cross life and death for you. Even if my soul may extinguish and would never be able to reincarnate, you who gave me life I solely need-"
She declared as she cried.
*sobs*
"I-I ... *hic* hope the Heavens would spare me and grant me only this one wish... to be with you. . . one. . last. . *hic* t- time. . ."
She hoped.
She deeply wished. . .
Thunder could be hear crack accross the plains as if answering to her wish.
... Saying her final farewell, her small lips fell into his...
as her tears drips to the face of the man.
Her figure was bit by bit disappeared. She was swallowed by the petals.
Petals flew through the winter air.
The ice-cold winter became even much more colder as it devoured and froze everything in the horizon.
It was a very cold night.
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A dream... . . . . . yet feels so- -.
. . . real.?
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. . . or is this a reality?
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(A/N : This is my first novel, hope you would like it.)
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