Chapter 47

[1750 B.C.]Elaine's POV

It had a garden, a beautiful garden and full of violet flowers. Someone smiled as they threw their colored hair back.

"Not so bad, I told you" the owner of the colored hair and brown eyes spoke - her voice was loud, calm and somehow cozy.

Who was she? I couldn’t remember, but I knew it couldn’t be real.

If it were, there would be pain, screams... betrayals.

Yes.

That always surrounded me.

"What was it?" she asked me as if the way I looked at her made no sense.

"Beautiful..." I thought and without realizing it, I had already spoken.

"What is it?"

I swallowed hard, she’d hate me if I told her it was her? No... it was just a dream, right? It was one of my only dreams. One of those that was rare and almost non-existent.

"V-vo... you."

The brown eyes stared at me.

"Me?"

For some reason she seemed incredulous. Didn’t they tell you that every day? Her beauty was as obvious as sunligh