Page 38 of Vampire King


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“What about the well?” he asks for more clarification.

“It’s just a dream,” I shrug.

“You humans always disregarded dreams and reveries as nothing important,” he tells me, although there is no scolding in his voice. He seems to be merely making a point. “In the past, you used to trust them, but the more.. civilized you’ve become, the more you’ve moved away from your roots and planted yourselves in new soil, one that made you forget who you truly were. But you didn’t grow up with other humans. Instead, you grew up with shifters. They taught you different ways, and I’m surprised to hear you dismissing dreams as nothing important.”

His words hit me where it hurts. I look down at my feet, feeling embarrassed.

“You’re right,” I nod. “It’s just that my dreams never seem to make any sense, so I thought they were never worth mentioning or deciphering.”

“Well, it’s not like dreams are a movie, where you have a proper beginning, middle and end,” he chuckles.

“I suppose you’re right,” I laugh as well.

“So, do you want to share your dream with me now?” he asks, getting up and walking over to me, only to sit down next to me.

Most of the other vampires are still asleep. I don’t know if it’s late in the morning or early. There are no windows so I can look out and see. Not that it matters.

I turn to him, trying not to let his closeness affect my thinking. I tell him my dream, not omitting anything. The glowing stones, the cherry tree, the mysterious voice. When I’m done, he seems shocked.

“Cherries?” he asks incredulously. “Cherries?” he repeats.

“Mhm,” I nod, not sure if that’s a huge clue or he’s just surprised that my dream is so silly.

“Why didn’t I think of that?” he says, jumping up and pacing about the room, which was illuminated only by a flashlight that someone left on in the corner. Otherwise, we would be in total darkness.

“Does it mean anything to you?” I wonder.

He smiles broadly, his lips revealing a row of pearly whites to die for.

“I know where there is a cherry tree,” he points out. “I didn’t even think that berries might be a substitute for cherries.”

“Maybe it’s nothing,” I tell him, not wanting to get his hopes up again.

He grabs me by the shoulders and makes me stand up, so that we’re facing each other now. The hopefulness and joy that is oozing off of him is contagious. That dream of mine still makes very little sense, but he wants to believe that it means something, so I believe it as well.

“Maybe it’s everything,” he replies. “Maybe some invisible force just told you where we’re supposed to be looking.”

“Told me?” I wonder, shocked. “Why would it tell me and not you?”

He shrugs. “I don’t know how the universe works. No one does. If it chose you to share its message and show us the way, who are we to question it?”

I think about his sentence for a moment or two and realize he’s right.

“There’s no harm in going now to check,” he suggests.

“But it’s morning,” I remind him.

“We’ll be careful,” he tells me.

I can see he’s impatient. He wants to go now. I won’t be able to convince him to wait until the evening.

“Well, in that case, we should get someone to come with us,” I tell him. “Maybe it isn’t a good idea to be wandering the woods on our own. We might stumble onto the shifters.”

“If we take someone, they’ll just slow us down,” he gives me a counter argument. “This way, we’ll quickly go there and return. Hopefully, we’ll have something to show for it.”

I look into his eyes, those deep brown eyes that seem to hide the very essence of life in them. I could stay like this forever, getting lost in those two chestnut pools, but I know I can’t. It’s too dangerous. I might dive under and never come out for air again.

“So, you want to go now?” I ask.

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