The twinkling stars adorn the canvas in the dim night, giving its own charm to anyone who sees it.
The bedroom window was deliberately opened to let the cold wind enter the room. Until his aura pierced the deepest cavity, Dyra shivered with cold. Finally the girl closed it again and decided to immediately achieve the dream.
"Huft ... why is it so hard to sleep," said Dyra with a sigh. He rubbed his eyes several times because he was tired, but he didn't close them.
With difficulty the girl closed her eyes again, but her eyelids opened wide again. He stared at the ceiling of the room, which was lit only by dim lights.
"Hey, Dara!"
Someone's scream made him force his eyes to close. He felt another aura nearby. His hands moved quickly to pull the blanket up to his chest.
"Dyra! Let's play!"
The voice was very clear in both ears. He didn't know who greeted him on such nights, his fear gripped him even more.
Dyra's neck was cold as if someone was trying to blow it or touch it. Who's he? What kind of creature?
Dyra's fear didn't end there, because the whispers of greeting were still clearly audible. The girl covered her ears very tightly, but still the creature didn't give up.
"Dyra ... let's play!" invite him.
Dyra felt her wrist being grabbed very tightly. He rebelled, freeing himself from the hands of the unknown being.
"Who are you?" she asked finally.
"I'm your friend."
Dyra laughed at his words, how could they be friends? Just don't know him.
"I do not know you!" Dyra shouted.
"But I know you, Dyra."
Do you know Dira? How to? They even just met, how can they be friends just like that? Then, how did he get to know the girl who possessed the brown eyes well?
"How did that happen? Even I can't see your form."
"Come with me!" Invite the figure, from the pronunciation there is a little emphasis.
Dyra frowned because she didn't understand what he was saying. "Why come with you?"
"Don't you want to see what I look like, friend?" he asked defiantly.
The sixteen year old girl was not quick to accept his invitation. Moreover, the person who considers him a friend is of unknown origin.
"How can I come with you?"
The intangible figure grabbed Dyra's wrist again, not hearing the girl's refusal. Until his speed was unimpeded, he had brought his friend to another realm.
A small child wearing a royal crown froze in front of Dyra. His smile curved like a crescent moon that dazzled anyone who looked at him.
"Hi, Dyra! You've seen my form. We're friends!"
"You ...?" Dyra asked, her eyes darting in the other direction. "Where is this?"
"You are in my realm, friend. Aren't you happy, Dyra?" he asked.
Dyra looked at the small-faced child who was now in front of him. He looked surprised as his eyes dropped down to see his new friend's two feet floating in the air. Why didn't his feet hit the ground?
"Actually what are you? Not human, huh?" Dyra played with her trembling fingers.
"Do I need to explain more?" He laughed, but moments later he stopped it when Dyra's eyes fixed on him.
"I don't think I need to explain it to you, Dyra. I may not be a human from another realm, but I'm willing to be your friend. Isn't that fun?" he asked, one eyebrow raised.
"How can I accept you as a friend? We are different worlds." Dyra combed the surroundings, in the form of a wide, arid field. No trees were allowed to grow, not even the sun was visible.
Where exactly is Dyra standing? How did he find his way home?
Cold sweat dripped down his temples, occasionally he wiped it with the back of his hand. Even though the weather there is neither hot nor cold. This is because Dyra just wants to return to his world immediately.
"Hey! Where are you going?" asked the little girl to prevent Dyra from running away. "If you want to go home, I'll take you later. Don't worry."
She couldn't believe the girl's words. His desire could not be prevented, he had to quickly escape from the other realms that imprisoned him.
"I'm Yela. You can call me by that name. We're already friends, listen to me, Dyra!"
The girl ignored Yela's call. He kept running without finding the end of the exit. Such a wide field seemed to have no end, because from the start the journey seemed to be further away.
"Hey! Who are you!" shouted the stout creature. His whole body was blood red, his face was also very scary.
Especially when he opened his mouth, showing his sharp fangs. His cock hardened as if preparing himself to pounce on the prey in front of him.
Dyra was counting down intending to run away from the strange creature.
However, it was useless for him to struggle to escape because the blood-red skinned creature was twice as fast as his pace.
His legs were so tired that he fell to the ground. The well-built creature blocked the direction of Dyra's steps, trying to stop him from leaving.
"Hey otherworldly humans!" he said in a snapping voice.
"Don't you have any manners when you enter this realm? If you stay here, then become my prey and leave your world for good. Hahahaha."
Dyra's eyes began to glaze over, the creature's words made his body shrink. It couldn't have happened to him. He will not be willing to leave his beloved family.
Is the creature in cahoots with his new friend who suddenly disappeared. Where did he go?
Byur! Byur!
Yela sprayed several times at the red-skinned creature, making his eyes heat up.
Yela grabbed Dyra's hand, the boy brought his human friend through again to another world. Escape from the creature that stares at his friend ferociously.
"Where are you taking me, Yela?" It had been a while the two of them pierced through the not-so-bright sky. I don't know how many times Dyra asked about his departure.
"Do you want to go home, Dyra?" Yela asked.
"You brought me home?"
"Why are you surprised?" Yela asked, looking at Dyra who was now silent.
"I was just surprised. Don't you want to keep me there?" asked Dira.
"Would you like to live with me there?" Yela asked, Dyra shook his head slowly in response.
"I am not willing if my friends are not happy, even though I try to be happy. Moreover, in my nature it is very dangerous for your safety.
Needless to say, both of them have arrived. Dyra seemed happy because he was back in his world.
"Yela...thank you. You are indeed my friend in another realm."
"Finally you think of me as a friend. Humanity."
Both of them laughed, until Yela finally disappeared without a trace. Dyra realized that losing a friend was painful.
"You're the one who took the gem ring right?" asked Queen Magdalene, she had a bad feeling about her new lady-in-waiting.Dyra had explained it many times that he wasn't the culprit. He had never even seen a ring like the Queen spoke."Just confess!" he snapped, throwing the jewelry box in any direction. Dyra picked it up patiently, he couldn't fight the Queen."I didn't do it.""Who is it, then?" he asked. His search effort was just a waste of time. Because the gem ring was not found, even though the entire wardrobe had been taken out.The Queen's belongings were reorganized by Dyra, storing them where they were before. The girl could not understand why she could be strayed into such a kingdom.Even her being there served as the Queen's overbearing lady-in-waiting. His demeanor is like a messenger of god who carelessly gives orders. Never allow a little time just to sleep or lay down on the bed.It's a tiring activity, Dyra can't if he has to do a job like that. On his wrist it shows
"Our story is over!" Hearing the word 'over' made Dyra's heart touched. Her tears kept falling down her face. Sheets of tissue flew like dry leaves in the gentle breeze. The girl couldn't help but burst into tears. "Why did he have to say that!" shrieked Dira. "I don't want to be separated from you." The female voice of the cast in the Korean drama she was watching avoided her lover's words. Dyra's eyes widened even more, waiting for the man's answer to continue. However, the soundtrack of the song in the drama echoed indicating that the drama was continuing. "Huft ... why continue anyway." Because the drama he is watching is the latest drakor, so the story is played on going. Even if he looked for it on youtube, he would not find the sequel. The effect after watching the drama affects his mind which continues to focus on the next story. He couldn't wait to see it again soon. Her eyes were puffy from the tears that kept falling. Not long, his eyelids closed as sleepiness accom
"Father's nutmeg is bald." Dyra made fun of his father who was still faithfully stroking his bald head. "It's a joke, kid," said his father, looking at his daughter sarcastically until Dyra burst out laughing. "Not kidding, Dad. Dyra is telling the truth." "You are so sinful." Her mother's fist landed smoothly right on Dyra's forehead. The girl groaned in pain, even though her mother's gesture only gently used affection. Her name is also Dyra, she is always good at drama. "Halih, ma'am. Already, Dyra is going to sleep." His eyes began to close, leading him to the gate of a dream. He drifted into the vast island until he was pulled over in an unknown area. Dyra looked around not knowing where to go. The place he had just stepped on led himself to the edge of the ocean. No. He was actually not in the vast ocean as imagined. In fact, Dyra was trapped in a glass filled with clear water. "Where am I?" he asked, his eyes combing around. Around him a glass insulated him so he didn'
"Where's my money? How come it's not there?" Dyra shouted as soon as he opened his wallet from his drawer it disappeared. He really needed the money to pay for his schooling. His father gave the money a week ago, but Dyra has not had time to pay it off to the school. He re-opened the drawer, looking for it again and again. However, the existence of the money is not visible in plain sight. Then, where did Dyra's money go? How is it possible for his own money to go into someone else's wallet? That's pretty much impossible, right? Dyra frantically searched for the money, but to no avail, the money he had saved disappeared to nowhere. The girl sat alone in the corner of the closet, contemplating every last incident. He doesn't remember anything, because his school activities have taken up a lot of his time. He didn't have much chance to see where his money was every second. However, losing the money made him regret. Why didn't Dyra take the time to peek at his wallet for a while? Dy
A knock on the door disturbed Dyra's still awake composure. Every now and then he rubbed his eyes until he finally inched up from his sleep. He glanced at the clock on the wall which said it was 24:00. His dream had to be cut short just by the sound of a loud knock on his bedroom doo His brow furrowed in confusion, who came in the middle of the night to meet him? Curious, the girl was about to move closer to the door that was still close Knock! Knoc His voice became clearer, Dyra slowly turned the doorknob. As soon as he opened it no one was there. Only the breeze gently brushed his fac His head glanced left and right, his eyes combing sharply around. There was no one, he was about to close the door again but his urge was too weak. The door knob seemed to be pulled tightl His hand struggled to pull the doorknob again, until it closed tightly with a loud soun He tried to fall back asleep, but his eyes refused to close until finally Dyra decided to sit himself on the side of the b
Broken hearts are indeed difficult to heal, if only there was a cure, no matter how big the wound was felt, it would heal quickly. There is no panacea that can treat it in a short period of time. Dyra was experiencing this, locked himself in his room because he had just released someone he loved so much. The man she loved so much had taken another girl. How not to be hurt? "Hot! This heart is so hot." She stroked his chest softly. Jealousy of the man's love story made him want to disappear from the world. "Why do I still think about him?" she screamed. The girl was almost frustrated because the name of her figure was still engraved in her heart. "What's wrong with you?" She looked around looking for the source of the sound. A peacock sat in the corner of the cupboard. Suddenly the curly-haired girl jumped because the presence of the animal startled her. Her beautiful fur is green mixed with yellow and there is also a polka dot pattern that beautifies her figure. "Peacock?" Dar
"You cunning witch!" Dyra blinked his eyes repeatedly when he saw the crowd in front of him. He looked around for the source they mentioned. However, the sentence was uttered again as if it was directed at him. Their faces looked grim looking at Dyra sharply, as if there were many unforgivable mistakes. "Where is your promise?" asked a bearded man in a high pitched voice. "What promise?" asked Dyra not understanding. The man snorted, then his laughter was accompanied by his friends in unison. Dyra looked at them one by one not understanding what he meant. "Silly stupid witch! Are you pretending to forget or are you already senile? The age factor is approaching thousands of years ago?" one of them asked, the man with the thin mustache snickering. The girl's forehead showed a smooth stroke, not understanding what they were saying. Witch? Cunning? How could she be a spellcaster girl? Then, regarding the age factor, there seems to be a mistake because Dyra is still in his teens. Sti
Dyra's hunch turned out to be right, as soon as his eyes fell asleep the world he saw was no longer the same as before. His dream returns to take him to another world, meeting strangers and participating in all life there. Dyra did not expect, she became a Queen sitting on a throne. Side by side with a handsome King. "King..." Dyra called softly, barely audible. The man wearing a silver crown glanced at him. Staring at him closely without giving an expression that seemed heartwarming. "I really love you." Dyra tries to make a drama, after all this time his chance to be spoiled with a king who is adored by his people. She no longer has the chance to be Queen. Even if he later surfs to another world, he doesn't know what role he will play. The King just remained silent and did not respond to words filled with hope in return for words of love. The existence of the Queen seemed to be ignored, like a gentle wind blowing against her face. Dyra did not know what happened before his pre