This is the continuation of my ongoing short story saga of a love story that transcends through time.
Once Upon A Dream
(Part 4)
After that night I felt different, everything felt different in my life.
I couldn't help but wonder if it was just a dream, a vision, or some other kind of sign that maybe we were truly meant to be?
The man from my dreams was called differently than he was in my life time, but his soul was very much the same.
One night, months after my initial visit to my other life, I had nearly given up any hopes of visiting this time again---
When it happened.
I was lying cozied into my bed all alone, it was chilly outside so I had my covers pulled up around my neck, my long satin-y blonde hair was sprawled out around my pillows and as I closed my eyes- seeing the life I lived long ago, was the last thing on my mind.
Yet, when the abyss took me, I immediately felt something different from my other dreams, a feeling took me over that was like nothing I had ever felt before.
It was a sense of belonging, a sense of dejavu, and a sense of longing; when I seen a beautiful forest surrounding me.
It was right at sunset, the sky was a deep royal blue color and the big ball of sun was sinking below the whistling green trees, it was a ball of golden, pink, and purple all mixed together to create the most lovely of sights.
"Darling?"
His voice took me off guard, as the other version of me turned my body for me, she made my mouth smile, but my heart leaped of its own accord.
He was far more attractive than he had been in my other visits here, his hair was clean-cut and he was well shaved, she spoke with my voice, and I wished I had some control.
"What are you doing, here?"
I couldn't help but wonder what had happened since that sensuous kiss they-we- had shared on my last visit.
The green smell of the woods and the sound of a bird whistling overhead nearly distracted me from their conversation, being trapped in my own head was a strange feeling, when he finally replied;
"I have been looking for you."
He motioned behind him, for the first time my, er our, eyes fell upon two big stunning horses, which seemed to follow my beloved.
She laughed, it was remarkable how much of my laugh it was. My eyes lingered down to see a brown-gold dress flowing down to my ankles, bare feet kissed the stubble and grass on the dirt floor, and I was in amazement by how much I hadn't changed, through out my lifetimes.
"Ride with me," he challenged.
In my own time I had never ridden a horse, and so of course I was panicking, but the girl whose life I was visiting seemed to be an old pro, she took off sprinting for the pretty pale yellow horse, jumped atop it and began kicking it in the butt!
The horse jumped for a second, but my counterpart held on tightly, we hallowed for a few seconds, then she yelled back to "our" lover; "catch me if you can!"
The ride was bumpy and slow but I praddled on for all of a minute, it was such a peaceful and lovely ride that I secretly considered taking up horse back riding when I returned to my life; when he caught up.
"Follow me," he called as his horse took off running, I was afraid to challenge the beast I was riding too far, but the girl from this world seemed utterly confident as she pulled roughly on the horse.
We followed him to a beautiful stream, a meadow surrounded it, the sunset was almost done, a blanket of stars was starting to creep across the sky.
He jumped off the horse and pulled the blanket he had been using to ride with off the horse- I realized I was riding bareback to my surprise- as I looked over to see him.
His handsome face was intent as he spread the wrinkles out, he stood and gracefully reached for my hand, "come along, beautiful."
He carefully guided me down from my stallion, his hands were strong and loving- just as the always were.... My heart nearly exploded as I straightened up and out eyes bore together.
Gently, he leaned down as if he was about to kiss me, her, and his piercing eyes were almost too much to take. I could feel how badly he wanted me, as he took the back of his hand and traced the length of my face.
I shivered in response to his lingering touches, his breath teased me, dancing across my lips- and yet his kiss hadn't yet come.
She couldn't take it any longer, the girl he loved took my lips and pressed them roughly against his, his hand knotted in my hair and he pulled me violently into him.
The passionate hunger between us ignited as we clawed at one another, I had never in my life been so drawn to one person in every way.. When he pulled away.
My feelings slapped me hard, as he seemed to be feeling some kind of way. He wouldn't look at me again, she obviously felt just as hurt as she bit into my lip, that didn't hurt-- but I was annoyed with how she controlled me so thoroughly.
"I think I should go," she said, not looking for an argument, I guess.
Personally, I would have demanded to know what his freaking problem was.
But to each their own.
"Please, wait." he said almost pleadingly.
Then my jaw dropped, all on it's own.
((To be Continued))
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