Author's Note: Don't own. Everyone in the Flock except Angel and Total died. 16 years later, they live in an abandoned shack. Do they remember? This is the result of playing a CD that my sister burned while re-reading Max Ride. Boredom also played a hand in this.
The young woman looked at her surroundings in despair. She knew she hadn't lived like this her whole life; she couldn't have. Short clips of scenes long past kept winking into her mind's eye, only to disappear again an instant later.
Dancing bears,
Painted wings,
Things I almost remember,
And a song someone sings
Once upon a December.
A dirty stuffed bear with white wings being swung around by a small child. A group of children with wet, colorful feathered wings. A boy singing about underwear, ignoring the snow around him.
Someone holds me safe and warm.
Horses prance through a silver storm.
Figures dancing gracefully
Across my memory...
An older girl caring for five others. A large black stallion rearing while lightning flares in the distance. A dark-haired boy twirling around the clearing with a tall girl.
Far away, long ago,
Glowing dim as an ember,
Things my heart
Used to know,
Things it yearns to remember...
She poked the failing fire in an attempt to get it to rekindle. The wind was picking up again.
And a song
Someone sings
Once upon a December…
Sighing, Angel went to sleep, and dreamt mixed dreams. The dog on the other side of the fire came and lay down next to her. He couldn't remember either.