She often sees these weirdly vivid, peculiar dreams. She feels dark blue water and grey sky, she hears ancient songs and sees macabre rituals. She should be afraid of these fierce and brutal dreams, but it’s not all cruel and ruthless, because she can see magnificent creatures —dragons and their pure raw magic. And there is also him, that stupidly handsome man with fire in his eyes and gentle accented voice, murmuring her name in a soft whisper. There are that dreams full of passionate kisses — Caroline can swear that her lips feel bruised in the mornings and there is always heat between her thighs.
Caroline thinks that she read too much fiction and well, dreams are only dreams.
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