Annabeth
Again, I had the most incredible, peaceful and relaxing sleep during the night. But this time, I dreamt about a man, which was certainly odd. It had never happened before. The man was as handsome as he could ever be, tall with shoulder-length dark brown hair similar to the colour of a wolf´s fur. His deep and vivid hazel eyes had specks of green and gold around his irises, making them look entrancing and so mesmerizing.
My breath was caught in my throat as my heart started to beat faster. I didn’t see his face, it was blurry as if he was covered by fog. The only thing were the piercing eyes that made my knee weak and my body tremble.
In need.
To touch him and to hug him. To find out who he was and why I was dreaming about him. I moved closer to him in my dream, standing in
