10 Minutes/Entry 12
Date: May 16th, 2008 5:46:05 pm - Subscribe
Mood: nifty
Walking in the rift of a dream, she felt pulled towards full waking and back into sleep. Her heart fluttered like a hummingbird, its edges hard against her lung. Its painful pounding on the inside of her chest made her breath stagger and lurch.
The dream valley, forested and mysterious, favored small clearings of lucid detritus. Here, an apartment from childhood. There, the inchoate memories of infancy. Over there, urban euphoria--punctuated by thin screams of brakes and horns that floated up.
Way out at the edge of the valley is a prison. Much as she hated that she was so conventional in her imaginings, she knew the prison well. She'd lived there for years, its walls and floors concealed by fear and pride. Now its walls cracked and peeled, barely holding in the mistakes of the past. Leaking moments of ugliness and sorrow.
A flock of flashing masks fluttered by, level with her path along the rim. Sparkling in the dim sunlight, leaving a fairy-dust trail of wonder and discovery. She laughed, and followed along. Her upturned face bathed in the drifting glamor.
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