There it was again. That white flowing dress. It flowed and furled as if tossed by a soft breeze, silk reflecting a bright heavenly light. A light that was the brightest he’d ever seen. The dress glowed radiant with a sparkling golden sash tied in a perfect bow around the waist.
Her; Who was she? He didn’t know. The outline of her face blurred by the light. Soft features, a circular jaw and rosy round nose, filled out her countenance. Cheeks, plush like pillows, rose up so high they looked like they were the only things holding her eyes in place. Those eyes, electric blue with a teasing look embedded deep inside. Her smile was perfect, as were her teeth.
Hair of the purest gold splashed down on her shoulders and fluttered in slow motion on the breeze. Hints of strawberry and soft pink strands highlighted the locks of her hair. He could get lost in her beauty for an eternity. Majestic brilliant white wings spread wide like a gliding eagle.
She was angelic. A celestial being of comforting power.
She approached, floating on a wispy cloud, and stretched out her hands to him. Those hands of perfect olive skin.
“Aiden. Come. Let me take you away from your sadness, away from the darkness that suffocates you.” The voice whispered, layered with a ghost-like echo muffled in a vacuum sealed room.
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