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My Eternal Daydream: Part Six

Enjoy the sixth part to my short story ‘My Eternal Daydream’; I am so grateful that you are here. If you are still reading, and have got this far, show your support by liking this post or subscribing to The Knight Life. If you do, you’ll receive each new post that I make via email. You can do this by clicking the menu on the top right hand corner, scrolling down and entering your email!

Part Six: Heartache in the Sand

Holding hands we entered the beach.

I could smell the salt in the air and watched the dark waves massage the sand at the shore. It was deserted as we lay in the sand.

“What do we do Axel?” I asked praying that he’d find a solution to our problems.

“What is there to do Xavier,” he put his arm across my chest and then whispered into my ear, “I love you…”

I closed my eyes and then smiled; I cupped his head in mine and traced patterns into his velvet skin, “I think it’s obvious that I love you too.”

“No wait,” he said suddenly and I opened my eyes in surprise, “I take that statement back.” I began to panic, “I don’t love you Xavier,” he said simply, “I am in love with you.”

I sighed a relief and then dug into his chest.

The waves began to creep up and lick our feet, I pulled him on top of me and we just stared into each others eyes. The waves washed onto our skin, soaking our clothes and hair, but we stayed there, locked in a gaze. In the heavens the sky began to twist and morph, a fiery lighting bolt ripped through the sky and thunder rocked the gods. Ran pelted down and the waves dissolved into our bodies as we kissed passionately.

We were drenched from the rain and the water, but for some reason I did not care as long as I was with him. I held onto him tighter when the tide threatened to take him away. That night our souls collided and we became one, the world around us disappeared, the angry sky and the temperamental waves.

But the dream was over when the sun came up once more.

I was asleep in him arms when he shot up and began to beckon me to the exit.

“Father must know I am gone, I must make haste,” he embraced me, his frightening lips crushing mine, and then he disappeared and I was left tasting the sweet flavour of his deadly lips and letting my fat salty tears drip into the sand.

The sun had risen and killed my dream.

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