~ Strange ~

Flashes of incoherent images,

of  Magnificent wings...

Spreading of frost and ice. Icicles breakings

Walls of fire

A broken silver chain

Hands reaching out to her.

For a second there her breathing seemed to have hitched. She blinked several times to get her mind to come back to the present

"Hi. Uhmm..." a deep voice jogged her out of her daze completely

"Oh uhmm, Hello, welcome to the shop." She said trying to regain her composure

"Is there any book in particular that you are looking for?"

"Do you happen to have a selection of classics?" the tall guy asked his sight never leaving her face

she felt a little self conscious but she just pointed over the shelves on the corner of the shop

"There on the shelves right there, Please feel free to browse" with that she broke the eye contact and proceeded back to the counter. 

What the hell was that?! I'm quite sure that i'm awake but why was it just now it felt like she was in one of those dreams. Geez this lack of sleep is playing tricks on me. She thought to herself

Those images just now baffled her.  

She carefully looked over the corner bookshelves and observed the man that had just gotten in. 

He was quite tall, a very charismatic air to him and a certain sort of familiarity that she couldn't wrap her head on.  He was about to turn his head towards her direction

So she busied herself with the master list of the new book arrivals. At least she had something to keep her busy instead of creeping out the customer.

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