| Chapter Two Back inside the bedroom, Roseidous groggily wakes up, rubbing the crust from his eyes. He looks around stupidly, his brain not yet comprehending the environment. He stumbles out of bed, and staggers towards the walk-through window, out onto the balcony. The sunlight assaults his eyes, seeming to burn them to the core for a moment. Squinting, Roseidous' eyes gradually adjust, and he is bewildered by the shear magnitude of the sight in front of him. A track of thick, lush green grass slops downhill next to square patches of vibrant assortments of flowers: purple roses, creamy orchids, Jasmine, lilac, daises, frosty irises, buttercups, crested birds of paradise, and so much more. All of this frames the ascending white steps, leading to the grand front door of the tastefully decorated Roseidous manor. The intense volume of flowers coats the air with a thick fragrance that wafts up towards Roseidous' nostrils, forcing his sleep-numbed mind alive and tingling with new sensations. "My God!" Roseidous finally manages to say. Roseidous looks back inside the bedroom, and notices the second depression next to his side of the bed. "I wonder if I just slept with a rich man's wife." Roseidous jerks down, clenching his temples with his forefinger and thumb--an intense migraine hitting hard. "I wonder what I did last night. Ouch�" (To Be Continued) << Chapter One ������������������������ Back to Home ��������������������� |