.Epilogue .

Sometimes he had dreams of another life. A life he couldn't remember. Sometimes he remembered feverish kisses and frantic touches under golden trees. Places that he had never seen and never visited in his entire life, but they seemed so extremely familiar that he could almost smell the fresh air and taste the dew on the green grass.

There were always two men, one of them was clearly himself, but on the other hand it was not him at all. He wore an amore and a deep red cloak. His blond hair was reaching his shoulders and in his hand was resting something solid, something that resembled a hammer.
Then there was this other man that was making him crazy. He was the personification of beauty. He must be some kind of god, because the grace with which he walked and moved was not from this time and space. He couldn't be anything else but an angel. He had raven black hair, dark green eyes and his skin was aristocratic pale. A fine royal-like formed chin, sharp cheekbones and a very delicate defined nose. Even the heavenly choirs would stop singing to behold his beauty. His whole body was of such delicacy that it took his breath away. Just thinking of this sweet pale skin was making him hot and giddy. How he dreamed of letting his fingers caress the fine cheeks and let his hands comb through the silky black hair. How much did he desire to hold the slender form against his own body...

Yes he was sure that this life that he was sometimes dreaming of was no dream at all. He was sometimes hoping that sleep would come soon and that he would dream of him again.

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A.N.: Well this really is the last chapter of TRY. I hope you had a good time reading it because I had such a good time writing it! Please leave a review and tell me what you think!

I wrote this in 2013. Now I have decided to update it just a bit ^^
I hope you liked it :)