Lost Lover

[XLOVEr]

Faeries, come take me out of this dull world,
For I would ride with you upon the wind,
Run on the top of the dishevelled tide,
And dance upon the mountains like a flame.
William Butler Yeats, 'The Land of Heart's Desire,' 1894

Tracking through the woods in an endless dark night. She was lost, but not at the same time. Before she could worry any longer lights ahead of her spurred her paws to take her farther, faster as she ran towards her destination. He dark brown hair flowing behind her as she madly dashed for the lights.

Though when she finally arrived she realized her mistake. These were no ordinary lights.

Faeries. She had been warned of this when she left to meet him. But she had gotten lost, the twinkling lights urged her deeper into the forest, as she slowly trekked through the snow she realized how tired she was but went on. As soon as she bumped into the wood of a door she was surprised.

Standing in the middle of the fire-lit room was him.

The Faerie King.