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Peter stared at the young girl, and growled from his spot in the tree his red eyes flashing in the early morning sun. The all black clothing and his blood red hair blending him into the dark shade. Perfect to enjoy the view of his target. How dare she!? he thought walking around like that so free and careless, not knowing what sh will do for all of the evil world and how she will bring an end to humanity! he smiled. Kyra sprout your world will be turned upside down.
Glancing around he noticed that the streets were now empty. Damn it! all my ranting and i lost her. Peter stepped out of his hiding spot, I guess now would be a good time to visit my ex. he walked down the street with his hands in his pockets. heading diretly towards the sprout house no one was going to stop him. Not even Gabe.
His thoughts headed back to late last night. For the past sixty years the day that Kyrenna and the others had left haunted his every dream. So he had Brendan a powerful dark arts wizard send the dream that haunts him to her, He'd done this thing before, sending the painful dream into the house but now he wanted to make sure that she saw his face in her mind one night and then the next day, see him again!. Brendan however couldnt say for sure if she got the dream or not but he knew that someone in the house got the dream.
The sprout house was plain. Except for the lucious garden surrounding it. Beautiful white, red, and lightish pruple roses enthralled him. From his spot fifty feet away he could smell there sweet scent. Roses so stupid he groled the thought that she could look at roses made him mad she was supposed to love him. Yet thw same thing she had used to restrain him and hurt him with surrounded her home and most likely the place where she had started her new life.
The wooden steps leading to the wrap around porch and front door. The door was white with red roses painted on it. Hmmm? Ventelation he thought. he raised his hand to the door and it crackled in flames and burned down in seconds.
"Kyrenna Hon'g I'm home!" he shouted inside the errily quiet house then stepped over the threshhold. His black boots thudding heavily on the floor. The home looked neat, orderly, and well Kyrenna. Visions of nature covered every square inch of this puny home. She would leave Gabes glorious castle and gardens for this dump. Something about the same size as the room she had and a small pitiful garden.
Most rooms were empty except the room over looking the garden, an old woman lay asleep on the bed her grey hair laying on the pillow. "Kyrenna?" he whispered. he walkde quietly his boots barely making any sound over the redwood floor. His once young Kyrenna with her golden hair was now old and her hair was grey but it still glowed. She looked so peaceful in her sleep he couldnt resist reaching out and stroking her cheek. Soft just like before, He still loved her like before but now she was too old looking and he the one who stayed in the realm that never aged looked young and about the age of seventeen.
The outside world seemed to stop as he leaned down close to Kyrnna's ear and whispered lightly "Why did you leave me?" Of course the sleeping beauty didnt answer she just stayed her peaceful self and breathed evenly.
The quiet moment with Kyrenna seemed to last for only a momen. "Grandma I'm home" he watched as Kyrenna stirred to the sound of her Granddaughters voice. He slowly shushed her and ran his fingers through her hair till he was sure she was asleep. Peter got up slowly and left Kyrenna and went to meet this Kyra.