The faceless one

Genre: Fantasy | Romance | Mystery

Written for: Shaikh alora

Chapter 1: Whispers in the Dark

The storm outside whispered lullabies to the night. Wind sighed through the trees, and raindrops ticked gently on the rooftop like the ticking of an ancient clock. Alina lay beneath her blanket, eyes closed but mind wide awake. Sleep had become a strange place for her — not a resting place, but a gateway.

Each night, she slipped into a dream more vivid than the world she woke up in. It was always the same setting: a moonlit garden that smelled of roses and old magic, where the stars blinked slower, as if watching her. And in the middle of the garden stood him — the faceless man.

He wore black, with a silver chain around his neck, and his presence carried a strange mix of sadness and power. His face… was never there. It was as if the world refused to define him — a shadow where features should have been.

And yet, he wasn’t frightening. He never hurt her. In fact, his voice, deep and honey-smooth, always spoke to the part of her she kept hidden from the world.

> “I see your heart,” he would say, “even when you hide it from yourself.”

She always tried to speak, to ask who he was, why he came to her every night. But she never remembered her own words. Only his.

> “One day,” he whispered, “you will see me in the daylight. And I will remember you.”

That night, she awoke gasping. The dream had gone further than ever. His hand had touched hers.

And for the first time in years — her palm burned with warmth.

Chapter 2: The Garden and the Rose

The next morning, Alina found something strange outside her window — a single black rose, lying on the sill. No note. No one to be seen in the street below. Just the rose… and the feeling of déjà vu.

She picked it up carefully. Its scent was the same as the garden in her dream — crisp, cold, and timeless.

Was someone playing tricks on her?

Or was her dream… crossing over?

She didn’t tell her friends. They already thought she read too many books, believed too many impossible things. But deep inside, Alina knew something had changed. She started sketching again — something she hadn’t done in years. But the images that poured out weren’t her ideas.

They were his.

She didn’t draw a face. She couldn’t. Every time she tried, her pencil refused to move — as if the universe wanted to keep his identity a secret.

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The Faceless One

Genre: Fantasy | Romance | Mystery

Chapters 1 & 2 above — continuing from there...

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Chapter 3: The Stranger in the Rain

The town of Elowyn was small — the kind of place where everyone knew each other’s name. Nothing much ever happened, especially not during rainy weeks. But that Friday evening, as thunder rolled across the hills, something shifted.

He came walking into town soaked in rain, wearing a long black coat and boots that carried the weight of many miles. He had no luggage, no umbrella, only a silver chain around his neck and a black ring on his right hand.

Alina first saw him from the café window. She was sitting with her sketchbook and coffee when her pencil froze.

It was him.

No — not exactly. But something about him was familiar. The way he walked, the aura he carried, the soundless way the world seemed to hush around him.

He passed by the window, glanced in, and for the briefest moment — their eyes met.

She felt something snap into place inside her, like a puzzle finally solving itself.

> “You already know me,” a voice echoed in her mind.

She blinked. He was gone.

Chapter 4: The Meeting

Later that night, she found herself wandering to the bookstore — a strange pull guiding her feet. The old bell above the door rang as she entered.

And there he was.

In the poetry aisle.

Touching the spine of a book she had dreamed about the night before.

He looked up, as if he had been waiting.

> “You’re late,” he said.

She froze. “What?”

He smiled. “We were supposed to meet earlier. But dreams are tricky.”

Her heart thudded. “Do I… know you?”

He stepped closer. “Not yet. But your soul does.”

Chapter 5: The Black Ring

Alina couldn’t explain what happened next. She talked to him for hours — about art, music, stars, ancient cities. It felt like catching up with someone she hadn’t seen in lifetimes.

His name was Rael. Or that’s what he said.

But he avoided questions about his past.

Where was he from?

How long was he staying?

Why did he wear that ring with the strange symbol?

He only answered with riddles.

> “I’m not from a place. I’m from a promise.”

When she touched the ring by accident, a jolt ran through her. The world shimmered for a second — and she saw the moonlit garden. Just for a breath.

Then it was gone.

Chapter 6: The Pull of the Dream

The dreams came back, stronger than ever.

Only now, the faceless man had Rael’s voice.

And for the first time — his face was starting to appear.

Piece by piece.

Eyes first. Then lips. Then the scar under his jaw.

He spoke to her now, more clearly:

> “You found me. You woke me. And now… I must remember everything.”

She started to sleepwalk.

Started drawing strange symbols.

Her mirror cracked without a reason.

Birds began landing on her windowsill — and whispering.

Chapter 7: The Truth of the Faceless One

Rael confessed the truth one night beneath a sky full of red stars.

He was not human.

Not anymore.

He had once been cursed — punished by fate, for breaking the ancient rule:

A soul from dreams cannot fall in love with the one who dreams it.

But he did.

With her.

> “Every life you’ve lived… I was there,” he whispered. “In shadow. In silence. In spirit.”

> “And this time,” he said, holding her hand, “I found a way through.”

> “To be with you.”

> “In flesh.”

But there was a price.

Now that he had entered her world, the dream realm wanted to take her back.

Chapter 8: The Choice

She had two paths now.

Forget Rael. Let him disappear again. Never dream again. Live safely, normally.

Accept him. Love him. But risk being pulled into the dream realm — forever.

> “If I choose you,” she whispered, “I might lose everything.”

> “If you don’t,” Rael said, “you’ll lose everything that’s real.”

Her answer came in silence.

She kissed him under a full moon, and fate shifted.

The dream realm roared awake. A storm tore through the sky.

And reality… cracked.

Chapter 9: The Marriage Beyond Time

They didn’t marry in a church or hall.

They married in the garden — the same one from her dreams.

Flowers bloomed from memory.

The faceless man was no longer faceless.

Rael stood beside her, now fully real, fully human… because of her love.

She wore a gown made of stardust.

He gave her a ring made from the black rose she once found.

As they said their vows, the dream realm whispered blessings.

The veil between dream and reality lifted.

Chapter 10: The Dreamer’s Queen

Alina became something more than mortal.

She was now The Dreamer’s Queen — the one who loved a man no one could see, and brought him into the light.

They live between worlds now.

Dream and daylight.

Fantasy and truth.

She still dreams.

But not of longing.

Of forever.

✨ THE END ✨

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