The Dream
The Dream
Walking,No running,No climbing,yes climbing up a mountain.
Thats what she did.She slips and falls and falls and falls,but she did not hit the ground,no.
She fell into the arms of a stranger.The stranger rode and rode his with steed.
'what is thy name of thy savior' she asked ,but he replied not.
He carried her to a swelling strem and try to cross on the steed but it wouldn't budg.
Despreate, he carried the gril into the monster current and was sweped away leaving her on the other side of the swelling stream.
She walked for days and days as though she was a puppet on puppet strings.She closed her eyes in despear.
She opens them and find herself on the mountain once more.She jerks off her puppet strings and then she was gone.
