Wings & Dreams

Prologues

"And they ended up living happily ever after." The final sentence is always quoted in every fairy tale book. Grandma covered the thick book cover, then turned off the wick of the lantern hanging on the wall.

"Happy forever" murmured a little girl. He closed his eyelids with a machete, while wrapping his own body in a thick and warm blanket. The night is always cold, especially with the winter storm that is crashing into his village.

Grandma left a kiss on her grandson's forehead, then stroked a little of his hair. "Sleep, kid. Have a good dream." After that, there was the sound of the door ringing followed by a clicking sound on the door handle.

It didn't take long for the little girl to fall asleep immediately. Actually, he had been waiting for a beautiful dream to haunt him immediately, a dream that every night always repeated the same incident.

Dream about a fairy tale that was just read by her Grandma.

This time he plays a tree in the middle of spring. He would only protest to the Goddess of Dreams for her very sad role before he finally saw them. Two beautiful creatures, each with a pair of beautiful wings. Their taper ears reflect the light of the sun that is shining with the heat. A man and a woman Fae.

Flower petals scattered, falling on the heads of the two pairs of lovebirds. A Prince and Princess Fae, thought this little girl. They seem very happy.

The prince led the Princess, through a row of spring trees. Both of them exuded a happy aura. The prince suddenly turned his body to face the Princess. His extremely long robe was blown away by the gentle breeze. The man whispered something in his ear.

It was like he was approaching them, trying to listen to what the Prince was saying to the Princess so that a smile spread on their faces. This little girl smiled, although it sounded strange because a tree could not possibly smile. Even so, he did not regret having acted as a tree in his dream, even if it meant that he could not move his body.

Because he knew what would happen next.

Their bodies were close together, before long they hugged each other. Their beautiful kiss made this girl squeamish. Grandma always said it was an adult scene, she thought giggling. But this is my dream alone.

"Clar." This little girl heard the voice of someone calling her name. "Clara, wake up."

No. gabe. It felt like he wanted to scream, telling anyone who was trying to mess up his fantasy to stop calling his name immediately. I don't want to go back! Dreams are my life!

"Clar!" The little girl gasped. His gaze towards the two Fae was immediately sown. He tried to reach them, to hold himself back in order to stay with them. I don't want to go back to my life! I don't want to go back!

"Clar!" Both of his eyes were wide. A very bright light pierced his eyes. He could see many people now surrounding him. Body vibrates. Sweat drenched his face. He could see Grandma standing next to him.

"Move him. Now," his grandmother commanded just before two large-bodied men began to wrap their arms around his body.

"Don't touch me!" The little girl thrashed, trying to rid herself of the touch of these foreign men. "Say you let me go!"

However, it's all too late. Every night, whenever the two pairs of Fae were kissing, he always woke up in this state. Moved from her bedroom to Grandma's big room. After that, his body would be touched by many people.

This little girl did not understand the reason, but the only thing that calmed her down was the apparition in the corner of the room, an apparition that only she could see.

Fae who was smiling at him.