"Camille Hart of Bluebell, I would love to help you" The Goddess of faith.
As Camille heard those words, she burst into laughter.
"Hahahahah, like I thought you'd say stuff like that and now you're telling me that you're a Goddess" Camille took that into a joke.
"Are you kidding me" Goddess replied with a flat face. Camille was laughing like her tears came out and her stomach hurt, and it could provoke any normal person to do anything for proving his/her point but the Goddess, being calm and silent, was watching Camille laughing and smiling.
"You don't believe me now but one day you're going to believe every word I've said to you" The goddess told her gently. By hearing those words, Camille's reaction gradually changed.
"Really! so you're saying that you actually are a Goddess?!!" Camille by rubbing her wet eyes, asked her.
As Camille was asking the Goddess, her mind diverted towards the flower. It was a red rose, with a beautiful scent and a fresh texture. Camille started walking towards the flower, as she was walking towards it, its scent became stronger.
"This flower….its scent is so intense" Camille was attracting towards the flower. As she was close to touch it, the Goddess called her.
"So you're attracted to it, I see!" Goddess smiled.
"What?…Did you say something?" Camille acted like she regained her consciousness.
"A flower with scent never seeks attention, it attracts!!" Those lines came out of the mouth of the Goddess.
"So I guess its a valuable flower,…. What makes it different from the others?" Camille asked.
"Its weakness" Goddess replied.
"How weakness could make something like that valuable?...Its just a flower" Camille asked her with curiosity. Goddess told her that "I had a garden, there were all type of flowers in it, but it was the only flower that needed something that we all need, you know what Camille!!!, flowers are just like humans. ….. like humans, it wanted care, it wanted love and affection and all I did was cared" Goddess told her passionately by touching the petals of the flower.
"Ain't it beautiful?" She asked Camille by looking into her eyes.
"Its beautiful" Camille replied.
"Anyone can love the strong, but it takes alot to love the weak….." By telling her those words she started walking towards the river "Its ordinary to love the beautiful, but its exquisite to love the ordinary…..Camille! we'll meet again when you'll learn, how to love the ordinary….just remember this scent and you'll get the answers" Goddess added.
"Camille! don't forget the scent…It'll lead you to the things you want in you life." Those words were roaming inside her mind, as she opened her eyes in her dark room, sleeping peacefully in her bed. Camille sat there for a while thinking about it all, "Why do I feel sad?…it was just a dream and remember what mom used to say "Don't make your future day dull because of a past night's dream", she had a flashback of all the memories of her mother but she became so cold so that she couldn't feel anything. "But why am I having all those flashbacks at this hour, I shouldn't give it a second thought" Camille by saying those words goes back to sleep.
The next day while working in the office, she met her friend and collegue named Etalia.
"Hey, how you doing Camille?…." Etalia asked Camille while doing her work casually.
"Hey Etalia, I'm good" Camille replied in a tired way.
"I don't think so, you look like you haven't slept for days" Etalia, by saying those words asked Camille to look at her. "You look pale…Did you eat?" Camille looked at her with a blank face.
Etalia took her to eat in a restaurant and they both sat on a table, close to the window. It was raining.
"Now tell me what happened..You look upset" Etalia asked Camille in a soft tone.
Camille looked at her for a moment and told her about the dreams she had in a past few days.
"What!!! The Goddess of faith???" Etalia acted surprised and shocked for an instance.
"Yeah, Do you know who she is…The Goddess of faith" Camille asked.
"The Goddess of faith is a mystical creature, who is believed to be the most powerful. The knower of our thoughts and feelings. She is considered to be the most beautiful goddess ever existed and I can't believe that you are the only werewolf who saw her" …"By the way, I've told you, its just a dream" Camille replied.
"So you don't believe in dreams anymore!!??" Camille heard a heavy voice from behind her, with a powerful pitch and a soothing tone.
As she turned her back towards the voice "Elijah!!!What are you doing here?"