My Dream Lover Is Real, the Underworld God
Gold, silver, and blue lights began to drift down like a rain of stars.
Each speck glowed with a dreamy light, bathing the city in a brilliant sea of color.
My breath caught.
It was too beautiful.
But a bitter sadness quickly followed.
Two months ago. In that ridiculous dream.
I had leaned against his chest, stupidly describing my romantic fantasies.
"My biggest dream is to see a meteor shower fall just for me," I had laughed playfully.
The man had kissed my hair. His voice raspy. "I'll give it to you. I'll give you the whole damn sky."