Just a Dream
Ophelia was just frozen, she doesn’t know if she is terrified or not. A lot of thoughts surged in her mind again that it started to ache again. Her eyes didn’t shift to the sketch. It was so familiar, it was the sketch in her dream. How could a sketch from a dream be realized? ‘Even in the grave, you never ceased to disturb our peaceful lives. Is this one of his tricks?’ She looks carefully at the sketch once more. It has a rough long muzzle that holds the two holes for its breathing. It has that round shape face and fins on its sides. It was like an animated design of a dragon but no, it was said it’s a sketch of the real face of a sea serpent. She snapped back to reality as Blaise called her, “Hey, Ophelia, are you okay?” She looks at him, “Uhm… Uh… Yeah, I am fine.” She said as she pu
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