***Nova***
The moon cast a silvery glow through my window, illuminating the room in soft, ethereal light. I lay wrapped in the warmth of my bedding, cocooned in the comfort of dreams that felt almost too real. The familiar scent of pine and rain lingered in the air, swirling around me like a gentle embrace. In my dream, I was with Ceaser, a laughter that sparkled between us as we wandered through a sunlit field, surrounded by wildflowers swaying in the breeze.
“Look at this,” he said, plucking a bright blossom from the ground and tucking it behind my ear. “You’re radiant, my queen.”
I laughed—a sound that seemed to echo in the dreamscape, filled with a joyful lightness. In this beautiful world, nothing else mattered. We danced together, spinning and twirling among the blooms, the warmth
