In Dreams, He Came

Haulean had said things would be okay, but it was more to comfort himself. All of the pretty flowers and trees had turned into something more... unnerving. Dead-looking. Eerie. Was he having a nightmare, now? He didn't want to... and he had always been told by his mother that dreams would only be what you let them be. If you gave in to fear, they would be frightening.

The confused Haulean tried very hard to think of the vibrant, fragrant flowers, and keep that light within himself. It was just... he was going through so much loss and pain when awake that... it was hard. He began to feel afraid... until a deep, soft voice spoke from behind, and the bewildered boy spun to see just whom the comforting words came from.

With a voice that sounded so... inviting... the boy prayed silently that the figure he beheld would match. And when he beheld the figure behind him, the boy's jaw dropped and freckled cheeks blushed vibrantly. Eyes of ever-changing shades of blue were wide as saucers, and the petite youth was momentarily stunned.

"Y-you're really pretty." he blurted. "I-I mean h-handsome. But... b-but also pretty. Um. Hi. S-sorry." His blush deepened, and roses of pinks and reds bloomed around him, some petals fluttering in the breeze. He'd certainly never had a dream like this before.

@Falon'din