It was early morning when I woke up in the middle of a beautiful flower meadow. Dew lay on the blades of grass and the blossoms of thousands of flowers. Where was I? How and when did I come here? I didn't remember.
I got up and heard a sound coming from the distance. There, a man was standing, upright, proud, and quite handsome. He smiled and waved me as if he was waiting for me.
I looked at him and wanted to go there, asking where I was and who he was, but with every single step I did, the distance did not shorten.
His smile was enchanting and his eyes looked seducing. His mouth seemed to speak. I couldn't hear it but read from his lips.
"Come to me," he said again and again, "come in my arms."
I tried to walk faster, but there was no chance of coming forward.
Suddenly, I heard a beautiful melody.
"Dance to him," a voice whispered to me. "Dance!"
Like a miracle, my feet began dancing, and I got fast forward. I danced with closed eyes.
I dizzied from dancing and fell.
Immediately, the music stopped, and the mysterious voice whispered: "this was your only chance, your only chance. You have missed it...you missed it!"
"Your only chance...only chance...missed it...missed it," it echoed inside me.
I opened my eyes. "Oh no," I screamed, "don't go, please, don't go!"
He disappeared, slowly, very slowly, with sadness on his face into the fog, still reaching his waving hand to me.
"I'll come back once more," he said.
"When?", I asked, "when?"
"I don't know," he answered, "one day. Just wait for me."
He waved once more, then, he disappeared, completely.
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Wooowwww.. Great and great Huge great, I m admired ,really... Congratulations, I never congratulate anyone easly, Dear Rose...
Oh, I am sorry, Adriano. I saw just now your comment on my post.
In the old-time of MyEC, we got a message on our page when someone commented on a post of us. Since we have the new version we don't get anymore.
Thanks a lot for your admiration.
Thanks for your encouraging comment on my blog and your nice words, Iwan.
On my blogs, you can find more of my writings here, just because you wrote you are looking forward to reading more.
wow fantastic ! ....though just imagination of something but you made it live as the way I am felling about, I don't regret to read more than once..awesome, looking forward for the next dream, God bless you mam!
Wow! I really wonder it was a real dream! Your dream made me feel excited. I also felt reading a part of your novel. If it is true, I am really looking forward to read next story.
Thanks, Laura n Dana1, for your comment.
It was not a real dream, just created in my imagination.
It is all the encouragements I get from your appreciations for my writings.
@Rose
Hi, SNR.
Thanks a lot for your comment. To speak about the man in my story, he is just an imagination. (Disappointed now?)
Have a nice week.
Hi, Mishaikh.
I thank you very much for the links to your blog. You are right, your blogs are comment enough.
It's an honor for me if you say my blog reminds you of the world in which you live in your stories.
I see a similar style in our writings, although your vocabulary is much larger than mine. My stories are a lot simpler than yours.
Your stories feel like watching a movie, full of romantic and mystic. Everything is as if the plots play behind a veil of fog in a world of dreams. A certain dose of melancholy resonates in your words. It makes sad but it's also thrilling, and the end of your stories is often surprising.
Thanks again.
Hey Rose!
As always a fantastic piece of writing. :) I just wanna ask was that man in the dream was an opportunity?
Accentuattion was on the sentence " your only chance.... Missed it... Missed it."
Keep writing dear. :)
See u around.
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