"When you dream...what do you dream
about?"
"When you dream," Barenaked Ladies.
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Tobias sat on the treebranch facing Rachel's window.
His wing was only inches away from the window. He could wake her up in a moment.
But he didn't. All he did was stop and stare.
Rachel was asleep in her bed, covers pulled up to her chin. There was a tranquil smile on her face, an expression so rarely seen on her face when she was awake.
She's so beautiful...he thought silently. She seems so innocent, just lying there.
Tobias knew that Rachel wasn't the innocent angel she appeared to be. He knew that she was a warrior, deadly, with an almost uncontrollable rage inside of her that made her kill.
But, right then...when she was quiet, her blonde hair spreading acorss her pillow in every angle...This was when he loved her the most. Not when she was being bold in battle, not when she was being so defiant with the others, and not even when she spoke with him. When all that was surrounding her was an aura of serenity...This was the Rachel he loved best.
< I love you, Rachel, > he whispered softly, not wanting to disturb her. And he flew away, into the darkness of the night.
***
The girl lifted up her head, blonde hair diarray, blue eyes unfocused. "Wha?" she whispered. "Tobias?"
Rachel looked out the window. No, Tobias was not there. His usual perch had been vacated. She bit back a sigh-or a sob.
Her dream had been so sweet...it made her want to tell Tobias, finally, what she felt of him. She'd never truly admitted it...but she had wanted to, finally, for she felt like she had to.
And, with Tobias not being here...her courage had faded away to aninsignificant speck.
Eyes brimming, she climbed back into bed, the aura of serneity shattered-forever? She didn't know if she would ever know.
THE END