His golden hair, messy and unkempt, framed his heart-shaped face, accentuating his bright blue eyes that spark

mth, as if kissed by the sun. A light dusting of freckles acros

those around him at ease. His full lips, curled upwards, reveale

ng after his mysterious nighttime excursion. He told himself it w

rom downstairs. He could smell the sweet aroma of blooming flowers from a mile away

xperience vivid dreams, full of strange creatures and unfamiliar landscapes. Tristan tried to brush it off as mere fantasy, but the dream

alated, Tristan's confusion gr

his friend Alex asked, fa

uess," Tristan r

bove, the rustle of papers in the classrooms, and the distant rumble of the

sunlight cast intricate patterns on the floor. He could smell the sweet scent of bloom

" his teacher asked, co

ed, jerking back to attentio

h Alex, trying to shake off the feeli

asked, noticing Tristan's distraction.

occurrences that had been plaguing him. "I do not k

oor, her heart heavy with concern. She knew so

your day?" she asked,

ping his backpack on t

e tension in his body. "Tristan,

s head, disappearing into

wn on her. She knew she had to tell Tristan the truth, but

hear the creaks and groans of the house, the distant howl of a dog, an

vid, intense, and full of strange c

ingered long after he woke up. What was happening to him? And why couldn't

He could not shake the feeling that something was o

adding softly to the window. The moon was ful

previous night. He had gone out, feeling an inexplicable pull to the

is feet moving, carrying him deeper into the shadows. He remembered the sound of his own heartbeat, beating

sh of wind in his face, the taste of the night air on his lips. And he remember

he eyes. The glowing eyes that h

e truth. He had not been alone that night. Somet

felt its presence again. The eyes were

happened. He felt like he was losing his grip on rea

eyes scanning the room as if searchi

"Tristan, are you okay? You've

pond. He could not tell her what was

e," he lied, trying

e could see the fear in h

she asked, her voice soft an

g a lump form in his throat. H

t his life was spiraling out of control. He was changing, becom

could feel his body changing, his senses heightening. He could hear

nside him. She knew she had to tell him the truth, but she was af

h an eerie, pulsing light. He felt himself being dr

e, tall and imposing, standi

n demanded, trying to

stead, it reached out a hand a

ything w