I can't believe this is happening. I feel calm. This feels like a fairytale only sung in stories. He grips my hand. His hand feels soft and sparkles almost. What was happening to me? I bite my lip. He turns to me.

"What's wrong now?" He turns.

"Nothing, just... this feels like I don't deserve it." I say.

"And why is that?" He pulls his arm up my chest.

"I'm... not a good person." I say.

"Follow everywhere I go, top over mountains or valley low, give you everything you've been dreaming off." He licks the side of my face.

"Why do you keep saying that?" I ask.

"Why not? Just to make sure you can still hear my voice." He smiles.

I look up at the mountains. He keeps saying mountains and valley low. It doesn't make sense. But... if it is supposed to? I can't help but wonder where he is leading me. I know he says give me everything I've been dreaming off, but... is this what I want? I feel the sun warming my face. I feel the sun gripping me. 

"What... what are you?" I ask.

"Does it matter what I am?" He raises an eyebrow.

"No..." I ask.

He moves his hand down my shoulder.

"Good." He presses his lips onto mine.