Chapter 7 – Lora’s Daily Life and Connection with Uriel
After her mystical journey to Telos, Lora returned to reality, her mind still shimmering with visions of crystalline cities, magical creatures, and glowing landscapes. Yet life on the surface awaited her: her family, her gardens, and the simple joys of human existence.
She invited her sisters to walk with her in the lavender fields, the scent so intoxicating it seemed to lift all worries. As they strolled, she shared her experiences: the mermaids singing by the cliffs, the fairy who revealed glimpses of the future, the magnificent palace glowing with golden light, and the noble Pegasus who had taken her soaring above Shambala.
Her sisters listened, wide-eyed, captivated by her stories. Lora laughed softly, feeling a warmth in her heart—the joy of sharing wonders with those she loved. She tended to her gardens, speaking to the plants as if they could hear every word. She believed they did: flowers bloomed more vividly when praised, fruits ripened faster when nurtured, and the greenery seemed to hum with life in response to her touch.
Every day, she wandered through the family plantations, picking fruits, smelling flowers, and feeling the gentle caress of wind on her face. Her love for nature deepened, and she realized that caring for life—whether human, plant, or animal—was a reflection of the love she wished to cultivate in her heart.
Even as she immersed herself in her surroundings, her thoughts returned to Uriel. Distance could not sever the invisible threads connecting them. Through telepathy, she felt his presence, his heartbeat aligning with hers. She imagined his embrace, the warmth of his lips, the comfort of his arms. Every night, she drifted into dreams where they walked together along rivers, danced in the moonlight, and whispered promises under starry skies.
One afternoon, as she rested under a large tree near a quiet stream, Lora felt a sudden rush of emotion. She imagined Uriel beside her, and in that moment, it was as if he truly was—his hand brushing hers, his voice murmuring her name. She smiled, letting the joy fill every corner of her being.
Her daily life was also marked by family responsibilities. She guided her siblings, helping them laugh, play, and feel secure in the warmth of their home. The family was well-provided for, yet Lora understood that true wealth was not in gold or possessions, but in love, harmony, and the joy of sharing life together.
At times, she would visit the neighboring farms, exchanging pleasantries, helping with harvests, or simply enjoying the company of those who treated her like kin. Each encounter reminded her that connection, kindness, and laughter were essential threads in the tapestry of life.
Even in moments of solitude, Lora’s mind and heart reached for Uriel. She imagined the adventures they would share, the rivers they would explore, the forests they would wander, and the sunsets they would watch together. The telepathic bond between them grew stronger with each thought, each dream, each longing heartbeat.
Yet amidst the joy, she felt the ache of waiting. The world outside was filled with uncertainty, and she knew Uriel faced dangers that could stretch far beyond her imagination. But Lora’s faith remained unbroken. She trusted the Light, the stars, and the connection of their hearts. Every day of waiting strengthened her patience, deepened her understanding of love, and expanded her inner world.
In the quiet moments, Lora whispered to the winds, “Bring him safely back to me… let us be together soon.” And as if in answer, a gentle breeze brushed her cheeks, carrying the unspoken promise that Uriel’s return was near, and that their love, unwavering and eternal, would triumph over all distance and darkness.
