Harley a small artist living peacefully untill she was forced to leave her own house and to look for a roof .. it was late in the night .. freezing winds blew on her plum face making it red and blue all together.. she passed out in the side footpath .. suddenly a warm hand reaches her face.. touching it softly .. "what is this warmness.. it feels so nice "
this was the first time someone touched her with so much warmth and care.....
when she woke up she was in a grand villa .. her body was no longer feeling freezing.. she can smell the coffee and the hot soup aroma around her..
now that she was feeling comfortable enough to look around.. a huge figure out of nowhere stood right beside her ..
"So you are awake..how are you feeling "
"his eyes" thinking while she keeps staring at him..
who are you?
did you saved me ??
in a hurry she started walking towards the door ..
"thanks for keeping me alive . I should leave now.. it's not appropriate to give you any trouble.. !!"
you are alive not because of i want to save you .. but..
it's you who is saving me.. !!!
glazing each other for moments...a memory strikes her head of when she was born long before the 50th dynasty .. seeing herself as a beautiful warrior..she was wearing an ancient 👘 kimono robe ..
fells off again .. but he held her strongly with his manly hands ..
to be continued...
