Thursday, January 20

The Dream Always Starts Out The Same...

She's walking down a beach, wearing a brown polka-dot bikini, carrying a straw bag in one slim, tanned arm and a bottle of sunscreen in the other. A large, floppy pink hat sits atop of her shoulder length brown hair and there and sun freckles on her cheeks. She reaches a large rock, the size of a small house, which is sitting right in the middle of the beach, in the middle of a sea of fine white sand. The sun is just about to set, it's pink rays grabbing ahold of the ocean with one last grasp, trying to stop from slipping beneath the horizon.

She slings the bag over her shoulder, tossing the sunscreen inside, and proceeds to climb her way up the steep side of the rock's surface. Along the way are slight indentations to slide her fingers and toes into and to help pull her up farther. When at last she finally reaches the top, she sits herself down on the flattest section possible, sets down the bag and takes off the hat.

The sun is dying, it's body curling up at the feet of the world and saying it surrenders. She watches, spell-bound, while Kat watched her. She sighs, and pulls out of the bag a diary. It's pages are faded and the cover is torn and faded. As she opens it, she begins to cry. She pages through the pages until she comes to the first blank one. She then proceeds to tear out the page and tear it into hundreds of pieces, before throwing it into the suddenly-present wind. The peices twirl and swirl around her, forming a tornado around her head in the air, before re-assembling themselves into a single, un-torn page. The girl is suddelyn afraid, looking behind her and to her sides. There is no one there, and the page falls to the rock beside her.

This is where the dream changes.

She picks up the page, inhales deeply and turns it over. Written in blue ink, simple handwriting spells out the words, "I can make the sun set." She turns a sickly shade of white, even with the night being dark and the sun-burn on her cheeks and falls over on her side.

The dream ends with the page flying away.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

heey kat! whats going on? nothing to much just sitten here in BBT..pretty sweet site you got going anyway gtg!! Mike and Stephanie