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Post by dreamwriter on Mar 24, 2011 13:19:49 GMT -5
I awoke in a moment. One minute I was in deep slumber and the next I was awake, my eyes open and staring. I lay in the grass feeling its soft wetness against my cheek before I sat up.
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Post by softballgal on Mar 24, 2011 13:21:37 GMT -5
"Morning sleepy head." I said, above him on my branch.
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Post by dreamwriter on Mar 25, 2011 12:50:20 GMT -5
I stayed quiet. There was no taste to the air. The spirits told me that that was a bad sign.
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Post by softballgal on Mar 25, 2011 12:55:19 GMT -5
"Come on. Are you still asleep?" I asked, jumping off my branch from 20 feet above, landing gracefully, and waving a hand infront of his face.
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Post by dreamwriter on Mar 25, 2011 12:57:23 GMT -5
"Something's wrong. Do you sense anything?" I asked, keeping my voice as low as possible.
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Post by softballgal on Mar 25, 2011 12:58:28 GMT -5
"Yes, but I'm trying to ignore it. Now, if would be so kind as to start moving." I said, trying to pull him up by his hand.
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Post by dreamwriter on Mar 25, 2011 13:09:06 GMT -5
I whistled for Spirit, the lady's horse, to come back over. He'd been grazing nearby. Placing the lady gently on top of him, I climbed up behind her.
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Post by softballgal on Mar 25, 2011 13:17:51 GMT -5
"Ready?" I asked, noting that we would have to race our follower to get away.
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Post by dreamwriter on Mar 25, 2011 13:23:59 GMT -5
"Ready," I replied, squeezing Spirit's sides with my knees.
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Post by softballgal on Mar 25, 2011 21:41:40 GMT -5
"Ya." I yelled, and we turned into a flying bullet, breezing our way through the dense forest. The horse and connected, knowing what each other thought and helping each other effortlessly. A perfect union.
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Post by dreamwriter on Mar 28, 2011 13:10:22 GMT -5
I had never gone so fast in my life. And now, I don't think I can go any slower. I dreamed of being part of both worlds my parents had created, but I would give up that dream if I could just exist at that speed.
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Post by softballgal on Mar 28, 2011 13:14:59 GMT -5
We continued to race full speed until the sun began to sink yet again. I slowed down, turning into a slow trot on the horse.
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Post by dreamwriter on Mar 28, 2011 13:20:59 GMT -5
It wasn't until she slowed that I realized how tired I was. I fell off.
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Post by softballgal on Mar 28, 2011 13:29:16 GMT -5
I stopped the horse immediatly, and jumped off. I went to the ground, bringing his head onto his lap, while feeling his forehead for a fever.
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Post by dreamwriter on Mar 30, 2011 14:18:28 GMT -5
Landing on the ground had woken me up and the lady was hovering above me. But for some reason, she looked different. I recalled something the spirits had said in my dreams. They were teaching me to see beyond the veils that hide the truth.
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