Sometime between her silent thoughts, Suzanna drifted off to a half sleep, dream stage. Images moved throughout her head with little to no connection, yet it all seemed to make sense somehow. There were faces that she knew, but yet couldn't recall how or where. Suddenly the images flashed red as she was flung to the the ground blood rising through the gash in her arm. What had she hit it on? She felt scared and alone though so many people were around her. Then everything went white, and peace filled her mind. A calm voice was speaking to her. Though she wasn't sure where it came from, or what it was saying, she knew it was good and kind. The dream drifted away and Suzanna fell into a peaceful sleep.
 Cenendra · Thu Dec 14, 2006 @ 10:52pm · 0 Comments |
