THE GIRL WHO LIT THE FIRE
“Where am I?” I asked myself.
Everything is all black, am I perhaps dreaming? I hastily grabbed the night gown that I'm wearing as the surroundings changed. I'm standing in front of a lake, you'll clearly see a big mansion on the other side of it. I felt my body falling and closed my eyes out of panic. I opened my eyes and I was a little bit shocked as I realized that I'm in front of the mansion.
A lot of people gathered in front of it, gossiping and murmuring as if seeing a play. Firefighters are doing their best to put the fire out. I looked at the room engulfed by flames, glanced at the crowd and sighed.
“What happened here?”, I shouted hoping that someone would answer me. No one did.
Well, of course this is a dream ain't no way someone would answer me. That'd be creepy. Everyone continued to do their roles and I simply didn't exist. That's to be expected. I've been experiencing this sort of thing for a long time and look at me still hoping that someone, anyone, would know this feeling. I twirled like some princess. Yup, it seems that the great me is losing my mind. I suddenly stopped and stumbled as I noticed something in my peripheral vision. An image. A figure. A girl in white dress on the dock at the other side of the lake. Wait, that is where I was standing earlier. I also noticed that she's looking straight at the burning room. I got curious, frowning at the room and glanced back at her direction.
It looks like my curiosity is short-lived. Everything went black, again! And suddenly I'm beside her.
Dressed in a white silk dress she looks like a fairy princess. Her long and wavy blonde but almost white hair danced as the wind blew. Her light blue eyes shined like jewels under the moonlight, her gaze is as deep as the sea. Innocent but elegant features like an angel, fair and smooth skin, she is a Goddess. I was in awe while examining something, I mean someone so beautiful. I was taken aback as I saw tears flowing from her eyes slowly.
She whispered something with her low and angelic voice it was low but high enough for me to hear. She said, “No one can stop me” and she looked at me, “can you?” I froze for a moment and I realized that she was talking to me.
I felt the ray of the great sun on my face, specifically on my cheeks. I woke up. It was a dream. “Yeah, of course it is”, I said drably. It looks like I fell asleep on my sofa, my auburn hair sliding down my shoulders.
What an odd dream.
I heard the door opening and a shadow of a young man can be seen. “You okay? Sleeping on the sofa, again. You never learn. The inspector will be coming today so fix your hair, put the book down, and change your clothes. I made pancakes and tea.” and here it is Clee's long line that I often hear.
“How rude of you to barge in a lady's room”, I said glaring at him. “Oh, you're a lady? That's a shocking discovery!” he said sarcastically with a smirk. I threw my pillow on him. Curse him and his reflexes, he quickly shut the door avoiding my pillow throwing attack. I grumbled, fixed myself, and went downstairs.
I live in a two storey house with my partner, Cleerane Ronjiane, we are both detectives. Clee with his red hair and dark blue eyes is gorgeous. His chiseled and handsome face along with his perfect body is just breathtaking. I don't even know how he and I started this whole detective duo thing. I can't remember it nor do I want to. Our house serves as our agency.
We ate breakfast and as soon as we finished our meal the doorbell rang. “Liern, open the door”, Clee said. I opened the door and saw the Inspector, he's with a woman. I guided them inside and politely offered for them to sit. Clee served tea and sat beside me. He smiled at our guest and introduced himself the ‘Clee way’, it's kinda annoying, seeing all of these imaginary flowers floating around him is something that I became accustomed to. With an inner ‘ughh’, I forced a smile and stated my name. I can literally see Clee trying his best to not laugh. This man honestly. I hit him with my elbow and smiled brightly as his face crumpled with pain.
“Uhmm...Good morning, sorry to bother you, I am Dinarry Lollia-Idrianna. To make the story short, I want you guys to investigate the mysterious death of my daughter 5 years ago, her name was Cyul Idrianna.”
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