Book 2 - Chapter 2

Darkness crept in every corner as the midnight air surrounded Lianne’s bedroom. The silence was deafening, but it was suddenly broken by her frightening shout.

“Nooo!”

She sat on the bed, panting, beads of sweat ran all the way down her temple to her neck, and her eyes stared widely at the window.

For almost a year now, she had finally dreamt it again.

A man standing on top of a cliff as if waiting. His face covered by the shadow. The ocean waves were furiously splashing the cliff, but he was unaffected by the sight. His hair and coat were wet with the rain.

Lianne was there, standing some distance behind him, but she was transparent. She didn’t have a solid body.

When he turned to his back, it looked like he was looking at her, his eyes aglow, but it was dishearteningly sad. Then, his lips moved to shape a name - her name.

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