A sleepy morning awakens before my eyes. A warm breast pours across the room bringing in the fresh scent of rain and roses all around me. I wake up in this room with light walls and a plush green-blue carpet. The carpet lay soft under my feet in a room that wasn't really mine. I wear this mask for who I really am. My black hair flows freely down my back in loose, curling tangles. My frost-blue eyes, which turn into puddles of liquid silver when my degree is low, are framed by my snow-pale skin. I look up from my thoughts to see his face. My eyes meet his gases and immediately my heart pounds. Not like the flapping of a butterfly's wings, but like the wings of a hummingbird beating in my heart at a thousand miles a second. I could feel it beating in my chest like my heart was going to explode at any moment. She, she will be my downfall, I just know it. My heart longs for this girl with straight hair and her piercing, elegant forest green eyes. Her eyes are as if staring into the fragments of a broken forest, telling me she is fearless. My body tenses as he places his soft peach hand on my cheek. “Clair Johnson, your smile melts away all pain and sweeps away all darkness, bringing color, brightening my day so beautifully,” I say placing my hand on top of hers. "Good morning Trillance," he asked with a smile on his face. "Good morning, my dear little doll, how are you this morning?", I asked, hoping I could only save her. "I'm fine. How's my angel?" he asked hesitantly? I stop to think that in an ideal world this problem would never exist. I should never have worried about this doll girl. In this world I'm just a normal girl. This place is my escape. This must try to be happy. I know, this is a real... middle of paper... bother me again or it could mean your life," I whisper to her just before pushing her towards the door. She looks back made me duck my head only once as she closed the door. I felt bad but it wasn't his place. I don't want there to be so much anarchy in my kingdom. I wake up in his arms with tears running down my face." My sweet doll, what is "Wrong," I asked worried as hell. "I heard everything, you fainted and started talking. If I have to die, my only wish is to have your last kiss," he said in a fit of tears and sobs. "I love Clair. Don't ever forget that," I said, wiping her away. tears welling up in my eyes. "I love you. Thank you for being my angel," she said. Lips met and I felt his life force leave his body. Leaving her body in my arms. I knew she was gone. Gone to heaven where her angel heart belonged. "I love you," I whisper before disappearing forever. Never to return.