PrologueA Chapter by Aislinn Gryffin ((Ashes))in the dream, i am walking down a street in the middle of nowhere, wearing my faded hunter green Jeff Buckley tank top and a black crushed velvet peasant skirt with my long straight blonde hair loose on my shoulders. it's warm, but not too hot, and the sun is high in the sky. My sunglasses shield my blue-grey eyes from the sun. it's dusty and my bare feet are getting dirty, but i don't care, as usual. i'm wearing my usual dozen woven friendship bracelets in random colors, and my sterling silver ring with tiny star-shaped imprints in the metal. My old worn field bag is slung over my shoulder. in the dream, there's the shell of a brick building that was a mechanic's shop in the middle of nowhere. The sign is faded and it's empty. Almost. There's a van inside. Kimber, my blue and white Volkswagen camper van. There's also a guy, but when i wake i can never remember exactly what he looks like. in the dream, we take a road trip. That Volkwagen has all our worldly possessions in it, but even if we don't have much it doesn't matter. We have the world as our backyard. We can go anywhere or do anything. We have maps stapled together and taped to one window and stickers marking the places we've been. When it's sunny, the sun shines through the map and you can see the lines on the floor of the van. in the dream, i know that i'm understood. i know that i'm safe. i know that i'm free. And it's the best feeling i've ever had.
...The thing is...no matter how great the dream is, you always have to wake up. © 2010 Aislinn Gryffin ((Ashes))Author's Note
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