Moonlit Dress

My eyes dimmed and opened back up on this moonlight midnight field of sincerity which only abounded two souls together in eternity. "So, it wasn't a dream, huh." I could tell in myself that this was the current reality. The world seemed so different to me but my attire the same. To neigh avail could I see thy former self, but rather by my senses I felt anew though I have not passed though the gates.

"So I might ask of you sir." I said, "What is the name that was given upon you."

"Makas, you may call me madam." He said gesturing respect as a fain butler would to his master.

"Well then, you may call me Emi, it's short for Emmia."

"Well it is then I may call you Miss Emi." He said with an abundant respectful demeanor of sincere character that he could not hide.

The breeze of the night drenched in elegance bore a resemblance of witnessing to me this night which was set forth again in time. The flower resumed still in red, and the grass buffering in the majestic mid-summer nights beauty that rest before it. The near pound also lust in purity swayed on as though time began anew.

After a moment Makas glared to me as if he knew all my thoughts. "Being now your servant miss, I know what you acquire to pronounce but to retire at such a time would be better you off for you this night..."

As he said that, I forgot but now remembered the wariness that I ought put off and only retained awareness of. I fell slightly upon my right knee with the softness of the grass and yawned so slightly from fatigue. And though I felt he knew my words and life, I spoke to him in truth about my living.

"I pardon but you might know..." She said glancing while her hand swooned back in her soft red hair. "I have nowhere to permanently for the both us to reside for the night or days ahead." She said, with a sleepy face and dangling red hair that was softer now then it use to be.

Then in that moment of night, the moon seemed to reflect his purity from his face. And as if in a dream, I heard him speak with a elegant voice, "It's alright mistress, please rest now." He said gently to me. And upon his assurance my body trusted him, and fell upon where it stood and I felt his hands out to catch me. Then in a rest I was entering I saw his gaze gentle upon my existence as if he had empathy. Thus I became unaware at that last moment, but I felt as then if I had found peace for the first moment of life.