Aries: 'Where is he?'
Aries walks through the familiar forest with purpose, yearning to catch another glimpse of him. It has been days since she first spotted the fearless hunter stalking through the woods. She remembers how his fiery red hair burned bright in the night; how the bow held in his hands shone beneath the moonlight.
But he is nothing more than a mysterious stranger she caught a fleeting glimpse of.
Aries: 'What will I do if I see him again?'
She moves through the trees and stumbles upon a clearing. It is unlike anything she has seen before. The treetops are made of clouds, shining silver mass woven together. Stars hover in the air, close enough to touch, bright and yellow in the darkness. Mesmerized, she completely forgets about him for a moment. She reaches a hand out to grab a star. Her fingers graze its glowing matter…
Her foot catches on a branch! She loses her balance and begins to tumble. She reaches blindly for a tree. Her hand misses and she sinks to the ground.
A loud thud! echoes throughout the clearing as her body hits the damp Earth. The stars come to life and drift away, startled by the sudden noise. She lays face first on the ground. She tilts her head to the side. An outstretched hand appears. Her eyes travel upwards and it is him, the fiery hunter.
Breath catches in her throat when she gazes into his worried eyes. He is close enough that she can see the fire that coils into his hair. When he speaks, his voice is nothing like she imagined. It is a soft caress, unlike the shining silver bow strapped to his broad shoulders.
Aries: 'Who are you?'
Sagittarius smiles, offering his hand once more. Before she can place her hand in his, her vision begins to fade. The last thing she sees is his eyes locked on hers…
She bolts awake at the sound of a cell phone ringing. Realization hits: again, the magical forest was nothing more than a dream.
She sighs, clearly disappointed.
Aries: 'But it felt so real. He felt so real…'
It is with little effort that her mind drifts back to the fearless hunter. She recalls his gentle eyes staring into hers; the way his palm hovered in the space between her, waiting to help. The idea of seeing him tonight is enough to bring a smile to her face. With that in mind, she returns to work.
Aries: 'For the best, Boss will be here any minute…'
In the year she has worked here, she has learned her boss is not to be trifled with. With her desk positioned directly outside his office, she has bore witness to the dozens of employees he has ruthlessly fired. It is best to stay on his good side… Although he does not seem to have one.
She watches in awe as he steps out of the elevator. The sight of him is enough to make her breath catch.
His suit is perfectly tailored; his hair tousled to perfection. But his face is the arrow to her heart.He is nothing short of moody. His eyes are permanently in slits, his mouth a frown. She years to see the day a smile cracks his steely facade.
His words are their usual command. She finds the sheet of paper with a list of names of people’s calls he must return. She begins handing the paper to him. But before she can, she audibly gasps. His hand is outstretched, hovering over her desk…
And she is not sure how she knows, but the realization hits: he is the man from her dreams. The fearless hunter, the mysterious stranger… It is him, her steely-gazed boss.