Chapter 29- Rated PG

Then there was another part of this dream that made it familiar as Sophie watched Sage. The shadow that lingered behind them faded, and another scene came to light from within. Perhaps from faraway memories, or maybe it was destined to happen soon. She doesn't know. She doesn't care.

Sophie closed her eyes and listened to the harmony as it swelled in volume as Sage went to open the radio.

She knew he had the warrior's heart—fierce and loyal and lethal in battle—but looking at him now, she realised he possessed the poet's spirit.

She took a peek around the room. It was clearly designed for acoustics, and the sound was tremendous. The hardwood floors sparkled, and there was a gas fireplace set into the wall. A thick carpet surrounded the fireplace, with two deep armchairs and a little table in between. The room was mostly decked with candles. The candles cast a soothing light, but the area was generally shrouded in darkness, much like Sage. He took her breath away with his song and t