“My gaze lands on the digital clock on my nightstand as it flicks to 12:01 AM. Hours spent in Orane’s world, and one minute has passed in mine.” TimeSing Sweet NightingaleThe Dream War SagaMariella TeaganThe DreamworldOrane Book:Sing Sweet Nightingale Source: Sing Sweet Nightingale
“I didn’t think you were real for a long time,” I confess. “I thought you were someone I’d dreamed up.” “A dream worth reliving every night for ten years?” he asks, chuckling and slowly loosening his hold. “For eternity,” I whisper, winding my arms around his neck to keep him close. “Good.” He leans down and brushes his lips against mine. “That is exactly how long I plan on keeping you.” ImaginationSing Sweet NightingaleThe Dream War SagaMariella TeaganThe DreamworldOrane Book:Sing Sweet Nightingale Source: Sing Sweet Nightingale