The faces of those I've loved
12-04-2018, 08:07 PM
There seemed to be a quality to the trees around her, like if she concentrated too hard on any one thing, it stopped looking real. But this was unlike any dream she had ever experienced before. She was starting to wonder if someone had slipped her some type of hallucinogen when she heard a voice. A voice that brought her heart to her throat and begun to squeeze it. She couldn't breath, it hurt. She turned, and she found the wolf standing there, her familiar brown patterns, her kind green eyes. Shaye’s throat closed up, she couldn’t find the words. This was a dream, or it was something. Something not real. Shaye stepped forward, slow and hesitant as though she was afraid that movement would scare away the apparition. She cleared her throat, but the word that slipped through was dry and quiet, fill of unshed tears. “Sparrow?” |
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