.lovelysweet.

 "He walked into the room, the dark shadows in the abandoned gardener's cottage would make anyone think twice about coming inside. Dank and cold, the sun's rays could only be seen at high noon, as its beams would cascade through the high overgrown trees bordering the garden and cottage. He knew she was there, in the shadows.. watching the dying sun, her form hidden from mortals view by glamour, magic.. an invisible shimmer to the passing glance. But he knew. He heard the sound of laughter, soft, still.. childlike yet ephemeral. The scent of vanilla and sandalwood hung faintly in the moist air, and he inhaled, closing his eyes and relishing that all-too well known scent. "I know you are here.." his voice echoed in the stillness. A hushed whisper.. a flutter of a dove as it escaped through the rafters. His eyes searched the shadows.. "Say it.. say my name.." he heard behind him, infront.. all around him. He knew she was trying to disorient him, ...