Dreamworld, lost paradise among everyday hell. A white island of midnight fantasies.
Take a step if you believe…
Join your part, enter our world… be one of us. Drown in ghost river for a dream of Wonderland.”
– Where am I? – whispered she looking at him.
– In your own dreamland. Neverland, Wonderland, Imaginaerum.. you can call it the way you love the most. – said he calmly.
He looked at her sitting on his bed surprised and confused.
Kaija caught his smile and sparkle in his eye.
– If it’s a joke it’s not funny, Teller. – said she looking at him.
– It’s true. – nodded he.
– But how could it be possible? – sighed she. – You are the one who makes all these wishes of mine come true, aren’t you?
– Hmm, in some way yes. But not all of them, of course. Some of them you made by yourself.
– Me? – she wanted to get up but then she decided to lie down again.
– That’s why you’re here. – smiled he.
She was silent for a while and then jumped down from the bed and ran up to him.
Kaija took his hand and looked in his eyes.
– Please, could you tell me how it happened. Why am I here? – begged she holding his hand.
– Don’t kneel. – said he placing her in his arms. – You’ll feel better here. And now.. what do you want to know? I’ll answer every your question. Honestly. – said he calmly stroking her hair.
– How… did it happen? I need to know. Are you a vampire? I heard they could take your memories away.
He laughed and eyed her.
– Dear Kaija, I am not a vampire. But I also can take your memories..
– Did you ever…
– No. Only if you ask me about it. And I hope you’ll never do. – answered he knowing her question.
– Mh, I see… well then… teach me. – replied she suddenly.
– Ah? – asked he surprisingly.
– I also want to take the memories. Could you please teach me?
She sat near and put her head on his shoulder looking in his eyes.
He didn’t know what to say. None else ever asked him about this. Kaija could see through his sight that he was unsure.
– I’ve never done that. But I guess, I can try. I’ll teach you.
– Thank you.. Teller. – and she kissed him.
… – Don’t turn around, run! It’s over here.. RUN!
Voices were dwelling in silence still when she woke up.
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