The ocean crackled at the base of the cliff, the highway usually busy but it was quiet today. The spot was secret, it was just bushes by the side of the road and trees, most drove by so fast the small stone icon was invisible. Behind the small group of trees was a large archway about ten feet high and five feet across, beautifully tended to and landscaped dark green ivy archway, Lilies of the Valley on the base of each arch and white roses tucked in the leaves. Large stone steps were carved, almost had an ancient feel to them but this sanctuary was not that old.
The steps rose into the darkness with the thick ivy and roses a deep dark path with a bright light above coming from the top where they ended, about seven feet up.
The question in your mind was not fear to ascend the ancient steps but more that the world was now a distraction and the path before you called you away from it. Halfway up the dark steps, the thick ivy foliage had had a very strong warm earth smell that almost coated you by the sweet scent of the roses deep in the leaves. It was comforting, calming transitioning you away from everything else in your mind. Your hands touched deep in the ivy pulling a perfect white rose for your journey up the steps. The bright end of the steps the ivy dangled and as you parted it and emerged into the clearing this new world presented itself to you.
A large green landscaped grass area surrounded by tightly knit large trees was before you with only a large stone thrown sparsely accented with moss and groups of wildflowers at the base. Naturally, you take your place on the throne almost by instinct you know it is your place. Emerging from the trees as you get comfortable are seven wolves. Of mixed coats, some grey and brown, some black and grey, some brown, but all with blue and grey eyes on you. Most of the pack cuddles near your feet helping you remove your shoes.
Two are racing around you play-fighting, tackling and pulling on each other affectionately. Two more wolves emerge, a pure white one with piercing blue eyes carries a flower crown and gives it to you as she sits by your side. She drops the crown at your feet and as you pick it up she affectionately nudges your cheek with her warm nose. The large grey male wolf following her has a leather collar on and a folded not tucked in it. He sits and lays his beautiful strong face and deep blue eyes in your lap for you to take the note.
The note is as follows:
"These new friends and this new space are part of your new life. They will protect you, follow you through life, and provide for you this personal sanctuary of care. This place, this sanctuary, these spirit animals are here for you and now are in your mind forever. To support you, fuel your dreams and your own powerful spirit and thoughts and experiences in your life. In the flower crown, there is a gift for you."
You awake in a sweat, your eyes pop open. The white sheets you lay in were not on the bed when you fell asleep, nor were the many white pillows. You didn't even know you owned them. And a flower crown was by your feet at the end of the bed. You pick it up, it is warm and moist, delicately freshly woven with great intricate care. Roses, Daisies, Ivy, Baby's Breath, thorns, mini carnations, a Lilly, small thistles, and mini flowers you have never ever seen. The fragrance is overpowering as you pick it up from the end of the bed. As you examine it, in the thorns is embedded a pewter heart with a black silk bag attached to it.
The crown in your left hand, you reach for the bag, the thorns with the fingers from your right. As you dig, the thorns scrape and puncture the end of one finger. A little painful but you have retrieved the hidden artifact. The spot of blood you wipe off on your thigh as you open the silk bag with impatience. It is a necklace, a small bright princess diamond in a round white gold cage. You examine it closely, there is French lasered on the gold, so small you can hardly read it. You get up and go to the bathroom to put it on.
The chain is very light and delicate chainmaille of intricacy and craftsmanship you have never seen before. The chain is short almost a choker, but long enough so the cage rests perfectly and comfortably in the sweet creamy lonely beautiful perfect nape of your neck. Almost as if your neck has waited all its life just for this very special accent. You wash your hands after you secure the clasp on the chain, soothing the scratches and the small wound in warm water and your favorite fragrant soap. In the mirror in your bathroom, you are still naked with only the diamond.
As you move the bright lights you years ago purposeful put by your mirror, catch the small facets and shine at you. You inexplicably start to warm, as you go over the dream again and try and comprehend how the sheets changed and how the crown made it to your bed. You move your torso more to create more pleasurable flashes from the diamond on you. As you smile at yourself, you can hear me in the kitchen, your nipples harden and you feel a slight flush, as the dream was so intense and drawing to you you had forgotten I had been holding you all night.
You spin on your heels almost a little nervously, you often don't know how to react to your gifts. You know I had requested you stay in bed while I make you something, but your heart has already quickened.
And you are feverishly looking for something to put on. You have this burning feeling to show off for me now, to show the diamond and all I have and found in you in a way that accents your special form confidently for us. You know I love you best naked, but you also know both of us love you in your beautiful lingerie to add more extremely combustible fuel to our eternal fire in our minds and hearts and souls that we share. Stoking our flames is your best and most passionate endeavor in our lives. You stick with the flower theme, selecting a red and white delicate flower pattern bra and panties. Getting back in bed, with the diamond on you, and placing the flower crown on you.
You close your eyes and lay down. You hear me tap on the door frame and you open your eyes. I come into your bedroom with a plate of fragrant fruit and chocolate. You sit up for me, and watch me, heather grey boxers and my light blue dress shirt barely buttoned. I sit beside you on the bed and stroke your cheek, and a light kiss.
"Ah, baby you found it!" I say, "You look so beautiful! Do you like it?"
