The Eyes Of A Fetch (Excerpt 506) Just Believe
Standing in front of her, Crispin slowly spins Lyla around to face in the direction of the dwelling behind them. It is not the small cottage where they fell asleep, but a larger version of the same structural design and detail. Flowers spill out of window boxes and a nearby pool of clear water ripples from the constant flow of a low rambling waterfall. Large white rocks stand in the distance offering a bright contrast to the greenery that surrounds them.
“Welcome home, Lyla.” Crispin says as he stands beside her, holding her at the waist.
“This is still a dream, isn’t it?” She questions with doubt in her voice, then laughing as these words leave her lips, “I fell asleep on the bed and now I’m dreaming, right?”
“No,” Crispin grins as he shakes his head. “This is very real, Lyla.”
“But. . . ?” she starts to ask.
“No need to question it, just believe in it.” He replies as he takes both of her hands in his.
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