Grayson pov
~The Dream~
“Come on, come down from there, your going to get hurt.” I heard myself saying. Though, that wasn’t my voice, was it? It sounded deeper, a harder quality to it, like a person who grew up with hardship and despair.
“Oh, come on, where’s your sense of adventure!” She called out from the top of the white stone awning, her bare feet tangling in the vines as she twirled. She grinned down at me, pulling her long luscious blond hair up into a ponytail with her hands, before letting it fall down her bare back again. I could see the deep red of her dress, the backless dress that flowed into a deep red and gold skirt. She kicked her leg up and twirled again, balancing on the precariously narrow awning. The gold bracelets on her ankles clinked together as she moved, and fo
