Dream Romance

Charley had dreams - all kinds of dreams … some that were so real she could never be sure … and then there were the kind where she would picture herself in the arms of that one man who loved her and knew her like no other.

This man could see right into her soul, and accept her for the halfling she was.

He would be poetic, but not a poet. Masculine, yet never angry or forceful. He could be a master of words - though hardly speak. He would want her with the most urgent desire, yet wait for her to come to him.

This man was someone she could spend days with in perfect contentedness, in a space between them that was theirs alone.

When was it she had first begun to have feelings for Francis? She could not recall, only that now, right now, she wanted him to love her in return.


-Gabriel Brunsdon, AZLANDER: NEVER ENDINGS: Second Chances