//Random post...

She knew where she was, and yet not. This was a place she had been to many times before. Always the same dream, ever since she was 13, and yet, this night, it had changed. Slightly, but it had changed.

She still walked the same hallways, could describe in great detail from every suit of armor that stood guard, to every tapestry and which stories it told upon them. She let her eyes wander the darkened hallway, to rest on each candelabra, each stone carving as she slowly passed by. The eyes of the gargoyles and Dragons carved in stone seemed to watch her as she passed by. Each doorway lightened and then darkened as she passed. Each whispering to her of their secrets that they held inside. But it was not to them she was destined to go, but to the main door at the end of the hall. A massive, oaken and lead riveted monstrosity that held the Great Hall within. Where she ended up every time she dreamed this dream. Following an unknown voice whispering upon the winds to her with each step she took.

The voice was soft, and spoken sweetly, almost like a lover would. But she had no lovers. At times, the voice sounded almost as if in another language, she couldn't understand it. But she knew what it said, "Come to me, I await you."  This dream of hers happened every so often, since she was 13 and every time, she ended in the Great Hall. Tonight it was no different, save one thing.

She entered the Great Hall and the fires were burning in their gigantic fireplaces, so the room was nice and warm. The table was set for two, with so many succulent foods that it made her mouth water. The smells permeated her mind and caused her to shiver inside. HE was close. Only, she didn't know who HE was. She had never seen HIM. only HIS voice, which called out to her every few months in dreams. Dreams that never changed, except tonight. Tonight as she glanced about the room, wondering who had summoned her here, she saw HIM. HE stood just behind her, outlined in shadow so only his outline shown. Something about him made her heart leap in her chest, made it pound as she stared at the shadowed figure before her. She turned away quickly, least she be caught staring and turned back to the table, to the fire but she could feel him move to stand just behind her. Slowly, ever so slowly, a white gloved hand came from behind her, across her left shoulder to gently caress her face, turning her face slowly towards him and she heard his words, still the same, but ever so different, echoed around them as she closed her eyes as passion flooded her at his soft, gentle whisper*

"I have crossed oceans of time to find you. Come to me. I await you!"

*And just as she is about to open her eyes, to glance once upon his face, the dream fades as she shoots up from sleep, rubbing her eyes. But the words still echo in her ears. "Come to me. I await you!"*