Literature
XXXIX. Dreams
She was dreaming again. Night after night, her dreams were haunted by him. But this one was different.
Shed expected it to be the standard final confrontation, but this time, he wasnt playing by the rules
Its only a crystal, nothing more. But if you turn it this way and that, it will show you your dreams
He offered her the crystal, and as if compelled by some unseen force, she took it. When she looked into it, she gasped, nearly dropping the orb.
Visions of her
and him. Of rocking to sleep a golden-haired infant with his mothers eyes; of hide-and-seek with two giggling