Spellbinding Encounter

Inside was a young boy with waist length hair, bangs reaching his nose and braids and his head grew two curled horns

”a dragon kin?”i shook my head ''first of all,is this guy alive or dead?”i peered deeper into the coffin

''How beautiful''i whispered as i stared at his pale skin as white as porcelain and beautiful strands hair illuminated by moonlight like silk

''he's not breathing at all and there's no pulse''i whispered as i carefully inspecting him ''but he doesn't really look dead''i added as i poke his cheeks

i felt a weird feelings on my chest I should be scared but how could i? i never seen someone beautiful as him my entire life before in fact he looks like a doll and if he's a mummy well, he's a well preserved to be a dead person''i said as i rub my chin when i saw a magic circle drawn on the side of the coffin like a magic seal

”he looked so peaceful and I just wanted to watch him sleep I find it annoying so i removed the sticker like seal and tore it down immediately

"let’s see...what should i do. i can't just leave him alone right?" Curiosity hit me and gently looked at him closely …''oh my maybe he got suffocated? Does he need CPR?”

I’m not kissing him if that’s what they “cardiopulmonary resuscitation “right? all i have to do is to blow air on his mouth since he must have been suffocate from being locked up in that coffin

i started to lean forward, until his lips were so close to mine. "dragon kins are threat to humans “I heard earls world lingering in my ear...but I could feel his warmth “I glanced at him

Even if my actions turn out to be a mistake, if my heart was in right place then that's what all matter to me "i've got to save him “gathering all the courage remain in my body, I did the most embarrassing thing i ever done in my life as my eyes widened when i felt something soft against the corner of my lips.it felt so warm causes my lips trembled what should i do next?..... oh yeah the Cpr

Whatever

I pressed my lips against him as stiff wind suddenly gusting past, tossing my hair wildly “How can there be a wind in this enclosed space? i grabbed the sword laying on the floor and used my other leg and leaped away from the coffin. Pinning my hair down in one hand i faced the oncoming breeze straight on. and there…. stood a young man,with hair flowing in silver strands and skin pale as porcelain

i started spellbound at his beautiful turquoise eyes mesmerized by the mysterious conflict of color. I felt myself getting lost in their depths, momentarily mesmerized by the unusual mix of colors

my gaze was drawn to them so deeply ,they took my breath away as if pinned to the ground by nails, my body refused to move even an inch how?

Did I successfully do the CPR? i was able to compressed and restore the blood circulation and his breathing? But how i didn’t ...” This can't be right “the sudden realization racked me with fear as my body began tremble

Then i heard something...

”sounds like gears turning “he whispered ''spin gear of the endless time…''

for some reason i heard footsteps like like someone’s coming from the dark let’s get out of here!''i said in panicked as i immediately grab the his hand and drag him away towards the door.

when we reaches into the hallway, two three-headed monster which had the body and head of a lion, a goat's head rising from its back, eagle wings and a serpent tail.

A chimera?!You’ve gotta be kidding me!''i yelled and glance at the boy whos innocently staring at me as if he had no idea of what’s going on

“i hate this!''

“Keep going ’‘he said in a soft confused tone

i used the sword i got earlier and use it to cut the rope hang from the ceiling and it rain arrows at the creature i was right it was a trap. Just like how the traps set in the chamber in novels

I smirked “this should keep them busy for a while''i whispered and glanced at the back, however the creature was still running after us all we can do is run

Somehow we made it back to the courtyard i slowly release my hand from him and drop the sword

i glance at him to check if he’s okay and in his hands, he held a flower dazzling in a rainbow of colors. He caught me staring at him

The man eyed you curiously, a hint of confusion in his gaze. "Who are you?" he inquired, narrowing his eyes as he studied you. You responded, a mix of panic and confusion coursing through you. "I'm Amelia...Amelia Paxley," you managed to stammer out. "I'm just a passerby!" You turned the question back to him, your voice quivering. "And you? Who are you?"

“What? You must have a name don’t you?”

A name? Yes i am ......nor

nior?”um guy seems a little odd

Why does he seems so calm after what had just happened.it was crazy! How can he be so calm?!!!

Staring at his horn I couldn’t help but to ask”are you a dragonkin?

Giving no response,he dropped his gaze to the flower weird

does he think im annoying?

“What a pretty flower you’ve found its amazing

“is it pretty? “he asked as he glanced at me”I wouldn’t knew “he added as he glanced back at the flower

its hard to carry a conversation with him

“I’ve never seen a flower like that.do you knew what it is?

“it’s a flower that grants wishes”

“moon flower”

“ what really?

“its supposed to but it doesn’t” after he spoke........opened his hand clutching the flower the flower drifted softly to the ground

I knelt down to retrieve it, gently picking up the delicate petals. "Why would you treat such a beautiful flower so carelessly?"

"Don't you feel bad?" No “he shortly responded as he stared at me with no sign of remorse at all

What?!”

“does it mean to feel bad you picked it rightl

its such a waste to ket it withere on the ground but ive been bolding tht flower for a long time by now

Frustration welled up within me as the man's indifference became increasingly apparent. "Can't you see?" I retorted, my voice rising. "It's wasteful to discard a flower without even showing any concern." His callous response only added to my growing anger. "I've been holding onto this flower for some time now," he replied, as if the act of holding onto it excused his lack of compassion.

am i supposed to feel something for withering flower? ........ youre not making anysense

“are you really this strange?

I’m perfectly normal! Most people would think that

“what is normal? “he asked ”and who decides if it’s sad to let a flower wither? “

“Well, nobody really decides stuff like that

My patience wore thin as the man's peculiar behavior began to get under my skin. "Are you really this strange? Is there no pity in your heart?" I exclaimed, struggling to grasp his indifference. To my surprise, he seemed to question the very nature of normality. "What is normal?" he inquired, his gaze fixed intensely on me. Perplexed by his question, I tried to reason with him. "Well, nobody really decides things like that," I replied, attempting to make sense of his strange perspective.

“ i dont understand

Frustration and confusion consumed me as the man's bizarre behavior only deepened. "I don't understand..." I muttered under my breath, unsure how to respond to his indifference. My mind raced, desperate to make sense of his actions. "If you don't need this flower, I'll take it then." His indifference towards the flower was baffling. "You can have it," he replied nonchalantly. "It's useless to me anyway."

To my surprise, he offered the flower to me with a disinterested expression. "You can have it. It's useless to me anyway." His behavior baffled me even more. "What's with his attitude?" I thought to myself. "Did he wake up on the wrong side of the bed today?"

"You should think twice before picking a flower again," I said, my voice firm,

Flowers have feelings too, you know. They're living beings with their own lifecycles. When you carelessly pick them, you're disrupting their growth and taking away their ability to spread their beauty. It's incredibly insensitive and thoughtless."

As the man's emotionless gaze remained fixed on me, the silence between us grew heavier, punctuated only by the occasional sound of birds chirping in the distance. I found myself lost in his cold, vacant stare, as if time stood still for that brief moment. His face, void of any expression or blink, resembled a shell, empty and devoid of life.

if human he was an absence of emotion.

Despite these oddness, he was simply and indescribably beautiful so beautiful that it send shicers down my spine

as the first ray of sun hits everything around us

“ pure maiden”

after all

“no im not”

Amelia?he called out my name

''I feel like I'm always searching for someone, or something...someone is calling for me”saying that he turned and walked away without saying another word

what the heck?i literally save his life and this is how he thank me?i cant even begin ti ubdedtabd him

I sigh in disbelief and held up the flower in my hands, lifting it high in the air then iridescent lights started to glow brighter “it’s so pretty.”i doubt it will keep for long i should preserve it or something

oh no i forgot about the him