I quickened my pace as the clouds began to gather in the sky, up to now, the sky had been postcard-perfect, but it was changing, the beautiful cocktail-blue shade was beginning to darken into gravel-grey and large pillows of cloud were forming, blotting out the old-gold color of the sun.

I got the first splatter of rain when I was halfway across the meadow, I took shelter under an old oak, hoping that I could see out the shower, droplets of moisture began to drip from the leaves, they were sprinkling onto the grass like a gardener's hose, then the rainfall became more intense.

A wall of rain moved over the oak and the drops were drumming against the canopy, so much rain was falling that the sound blurred into one long, whirring noise, it reminded me of the rotor blades on a helicopter, eventually, the noise lessened and the drops faded into a musical chime.

The sun came out again, casting slanted beams of light across the meadow, steam rose slowly from the grass it rose up eerily and drifted mist-like towards the molten-gold sun the image was so vivid that it stayed with me all the way home.

All of a sudden I woke up in that dark room there were shapes in monochrome, of course, the daylight could bring brilliant fuchsia or deepest scarlet, but for now, it could be a scene from a black and white movie.

The silhouettes were already more discernible than they were only a short while before I gazed from the window; any moment the sun would kiss the sky orange, igniting a new dawn, bringing the chorus of the birds.

I awake to the steady patter of rain upon my window, droplets yet to scatter the nascent rays of the rising sun and the sound brings a calmness to mind, a soothing melody, a natural lullaby, with eyes at rest I feel my center, live happily within myself for these blessed moments of solitude, I drift on calm seas, aimless as a child on summer vacation, paddling, at ease with the fluidity of time.

Soon I return to the moment, the song of the rain becomes a fusion, birds bringing sweet high notes, in my mind's eye I am with them, singing upon the rooftops, filling my lungs with fresh air, watching the world come into focus.

The rooms were lit in a lamp-light glow, electric rays spreading as petals upon the walls, and that my beautiful chandelier, "chandelier... I don't have a chandelier" I said as I stood up in bed and turn on the lights as the lights open, a magnificent room shocked my face the room uses soft and soothing grays and silvers to create a sparkling, luxurious feel, and the chandelier that dangles over the bed to a plush silvery gray carpet that practically begs for your bare feet, waking up in this bedroom would be like waking up inside a warm storm cloud.

"Where am I," I said in confusion as I look around the room, I saw a mirror and it shocked me to see that I'm not in my original body "Who is this," I said in shock, her shapely figure sat well on her wafer-thin body, she had a decanter-shaped waist and her complexion had an impeccable, ochrous hue, her pencil-thin eyebrows eased down gently to her black, beetle's-leg eyelashes, a sculptor could not have fashioned her seraph's ears and pixie's nose any better.

As I broke into a smile, her beguiling, oyster-white teeth lit up the room. It could jolt you like an electric current when that megawatt smile gave you her full attention, filed to perfection, her Venus-red fingernails ran through her vermilion-red hair, spools of it plunged around her photogenic face and hid a swan's neck, elegant and smooth and her nebulous, Eden-green eyes which were a-sparkle, they were like two beryl-green jewels melted onto the snow.

Her calamine-pink lips tasted like rose petals. It surprised me that they were plump and botox-boosted as she had a demure, timorous personality, as I whispered to myself a dulcet voice as sweet as any songbird came out and her voguish clothes still kept captive an aroma redolent of cinnamon and meadow-fresh mint, it lingered in the room long after she had gone.

"I look gorgeous," I said to myself in front of the mirror and went to the bathroom, but strangely "how did I know where the bathroom is?" I said while undressing entirely and took a towel, and hit the bathtub, then I saw a product I usually save its Susanne Kaufmann Mallow Blossom Bubble Bath it was a combined soothing mallow extract with stimulating juniper extract, detoxifying pine oil and rejuvenating chamomile extract to strengthen the skin barrier, remove impurities and impart lasting hydration and softness.

It an expensive product that I save for special occasions but I see 10 sets of it and many types of skincare product, it was every girl's dream to have but "why do I feel like not using them how funny" after taking a bath I went to bed and took my cellphone it was unique and more advanced it has 3 security fingerprints, face recognition and a pattern and I opened it, it was really strange it was like I'm the original owner of it.

Then a voice similar to the original body owner whispered in my minds as an intense pain struck my mind like multiple needles were inserted it was so painful I eventually fainted, then I was in a strange place it was like I was in space and endless black surrounding, then an image of the original body appeared

"Welcome I've granted your wish," She said in a cold demeanor

"What do you mean," I said then suddenly, memory of me reading a novel with the exact setting and character reference "y-you are Celeste Marionette ahhhhhhhh" I squealed out loud

"Oh my god Its Lady Celeste in the flesh," I said as a typical fangirl