part4 my world, my dreams, manifested

So many thoughts are speeding through my mind that I can't grip any at the moment. I feel like I'm on top of the world, and well, in my reality I am. I softly smile at that thought. I'm the Princess of my paradise and no one can over rule me. Nova asks me to tell him a story. So I begin.

a long long time ago, in a far off land, lived a beautiful woman and a handsom man. They loved each other so, but in thier love affair, one of them had to go. She moved away and for years they didn't speak. Then one day a very special being came to the door of her hut. By then she had a family, and children of her own, but the request of the being she could not refuse. The faery asked but a simple request, that she put on her best dress and go to the village square in two days to claim a wonderful suprise. Over the years the man had become a talented blacksmith and looked very distinguished. All his life he had been searching for his love and never got over the loss of her. He dreamed about her every night, how she would look, what their kids would be like, what their life together would be, and every night he would live the fantasy life he had made. Then one day, the man took a trip to a gypsy. She was able to tell him how to find his love and where she would be. So he set out to the village square.... The woman got to the square and sat under the big clock, wondering where the faery was at, she couldn't contain her excitement. Nobody ever did anything special for her anymore. Just as the clock struck one, she stood up, figuring that no one was coming, and headed toward home, head hung in dissapointment. She's getting up, the man thought, I can't let her leave, not without saying something to her, she came all this way for me, after all. He had been standing in the shadow of a nearby stable for three hours just watching her. He started to run towards her, and even called her name, she turned around and their eyes met. Confusion crossed her face. She didn't quite remember her lover of long ago, but part of her did, you never forget your first love. As the rest of her caught up to her soul and recognized the dark figure running towards her, her lips curled at the ends and she smiled sweetly. To the man, it was the same smile that he had seen every night in his dreams for the past twenty three years. He smiled back at her and they shared that moment in time just the two of them. He caught upto her and they sat down and talked a bit. She told him of her adventures and her husband and children, all three. This made the man sad and happy at the same time. He told her of his travels and that he had been waiting for her allhis life. Now this saddened the woman very much, she felt she had betrayed him but loving someone else. So she told him, he waited too long, he spoke up too late, she loves somebody else, so he'd just have to wait. He said he understood, and they went about their way, her to her home and family, him to his craft. Three months later, there was a funeral. One at which both man and woman showed up to. He of course, was the one the funeral was for. She talked to the minister, she had to know what he passed from. The minister told her that he was in the best of health and that three months ago he had come back from the village square in a depression that no one could get him out of. His productivity had become almost nonexistant, and everyone says that the only thing to kill him was a broken heart. Well, as you can imagine, this news made the woman extremely sad. She was on her way home that night and a voice whispered in her ear, " i'll be waiting for you so we can meet in the next lives we live, we will be together, you will be mine one day..." This comforted her somewhat as she rode off into the night with a heavy heart.

Nova enjoyed my story, although quite morbid for one of mine. I sit up in the boat, Nova along side me and my eyes are drawn towards the south. I see another boat coming my way, I'm not sure who is in it, there's not supposed to be any other humans here but me. Nova is curious too. I command the wind to blow the sail boat our way. It obliged. As the boat comes closer I can make out a dark figure pulling at the ropes to his sails. His figure is strong and firm, like he has been sailing his whole life. He is wearing a baby blue t-shirt with white shorts. He has a great tan and seems like he's lost. The boat pulls up alongside of us, he is the most beautiful creature my mind can manifest, and that's when i'm not trying to. He has a gorgeous smile and eyes to die for, they are deep pools of blue. I could stare into them forever.

He speaks to me. His words are so soft and kind. I am immediately at ease, he means no harm to me or Nova. We link our boats together and I climb into his. All of the sudden the sky turns a brillant yellow and purple. I feel like I have known this man my whole life. He seems to complete me, and I have known him for less than a minute.