explained,” Mike began.
"Like ghosts and stuff like that?"
"Yeah. Well, there are some people in this world who are known as Dream SeekersOLELINK62. There's quite a few of us around."
"I thought you said you were a Dream Keeper."
"A Dream Keeper is responsible for holding safe the dreams of other Dream Seekers. A Keeper is the Archivist for the Seekers."
"Are you from another world, or something like that?"
She felt him shrug.
"Something like that,” he admitted. “We have legends that tell of a race of humans like us who were seeded on this world. Actually, we have no real idea how we're able to do what we do."
"Do what?"
"We can dream of our future loves. We can envision the man or woman who is meant to be our perfect soul mate, right down to the minutest detail.” He pressed a kiss to her forehead.
"Then that really was me in the pictures?"
"Uh-huh. If you looked closely you might have recognized some details that would prove it to you."
The image of the rose tattoo came to mind, along with the comment made by the camera department clerk . “I like the one with the purple unicorn." Jolee turned slightly to look at the little plastic toy sitting in her bookcase near the door. She'd won it at a carnival when she was in high school. Although it was a childish thing, it was her most cherished possession.
Then it struck her. Photo number seventeen. It was a shot of them lying exactly as they were now, naked and replete, with her head tucked against his shoulder. The purple unicorn could clearly be seen sitting on the bookshelf in the background.
"What happens after you take the pictures?"
"That's where the Archivist comes in. When we finally have those dreams, and we take pictures of them, we keep them in storage."
"In storage? Why? How?"
He sighed. “Okay, how do I explain this? Like I said earlier, I'm an Archivist. I can take pictures of another Dream Seeker who's having visions of the person meant for him. When I develop the shots, the Seeker has a complete set of photos of that person. That way, in the future, when the Seeker finally discovers his fated other half, he can prove to her that they were meant for one another."
"How do you take a snapshot of something like that?” Jolee whispered. She felt deliciously happy, not to mention well-loved.
Mike ran a hand over her back, and she noticed he paid particularly close attention to her lower back where she tended to have spasms. He pressed his knuckles into the muscle, massaging that area. Another check went into his plus column.
"The same way you take a photograph of anything. I use a regular camera and film, except something very wonderful happens once the film is developed. I'm sorry. I can't explain it any better than that. Personally, I have no idea how I'm able to do it."
"Can't anyone take pictures of these Seekers and get the same results?” she wondered aloud.
He slowly shook his head. “It doesn't seem to work that way. Apparently, you have to be an Archivist for the special developing to work."
Jolee mulled over the information. “How did you know you were an Archivist? Why do you have to be the one who keeps their dreams on file?"
"There's a network of us who find each other. There's a way of knowing when you meet another Dream Seeker. And those of us who are aware know I'm an Archivist because I wear the symbol around my neck."
Her eyes were drawn to the small metal circlet he wore on a leather strap. She looked up at him. “So you took pictures of yourself so you could find me?"
The smile she got in return had her stomach doing cartwheels.
"I started dreaming of you two months ago. That's when I took the photos."
"Then why didn't you develop the roll?"
"Why? I already knew what you looked like,” Mike told her softly. “I didn't need to Archive the photos.” He kissed her forehead again, right at the hairline. “You have no idea how important it was for me to retrieve that roll. I can never explain enough what it
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