One For The Money

So far, the spirit told him what he had already suspected. He'd have to prove himself further, work even harder to gain the respect of those he led. It would be much harder work than he was already doing, but at some point, every leader had to do that , right?

She then spoke about Iskra, the male nodding, forgetting that it was dark. But spirits didn't need light to see, did they? He doubted it. "I do love her..And I want to trust her." He stated. It was then he felt something brushing against him, the scent in the air changing, growing stronger. In his State, he didn't realize that who he was talking to wasn't a spirit at all. "Then tell her. Show her how much you love her and want to trust her. She's right here,"

As he thought about Iskra, he swore he could smell her and feel her right beside him. Touching him. Had the spirit brought her right to him? He vaguely felt his heart pounding, his nostrils flaring as Iskra's scent grew stronger. It didn't dawn on him that he was hallucinating..."Show her." Deoxys spoke again, this time the form he felt was right in front of him. And he couldn't help himself. He closed the gap between them, and with him sitting in a dream that was no more than a lie, he truly believed Iskra was right here with him.

-fade to black-