Cassadrei Part 1

The sky shone a crimson purple, as the last remnants of the night faded into a welcoming dawn. I lay on my bed, twisting and turning while sleep continued to evade me. My otherwise soft bed suddenly started to feel very uncomfortable and my large bedchamber suffocated me. I wanted to go out, into the fresh misty air and breath my lungs full of the morning wind. I wanted to feel the sun on my face, the wind kissing against my cheeks, and….. I wanted to see him. 

It has been two days since I had last spoken to Magnus. Two agony filled sleepless nights spent dreaming about him, my mind tortured by various thoughts which inevitably ended by him not being with me for life. Yes, I have come to love him so much, with such depth that even a moment away from his presence brings me physical agony! 

I was remembering the last conversation we had, before he had parted for Arphoelus.