Lucid
Dreams - By LionQueen She strolled barefoot along the soft
warm sand as the orange sun dissolved into the ocean, illuminating
the water into deep, glowing shades of pink and violet. The soft
breeze played with wisps of her hair. She brushed a chestnut strand
from between her lips. The gentle, melancholic guitar strumming
floated in the air all around her. She smiled thoughtfully absorbing
the breathtaking view. "Good evening Madame." Hurley
greeted her, offering his arm. She glanced over his white suite and
tie. His thick curly hair slicked back, and tied behind his head, he
continued. "Your young gentleman is waiting for you. Please
allow me to escort you to your table. " She slid her
hand into the crook of his elbow and allowed him to lead her. She
caught a glimpse of Charlie sitting nearby, carefully plucking his
guitar, and smiled. Hurley brought her to a single table perched near
the shore. It was enveloped under a canopy of sheer white silk. Two
plate settings were carefully placed on the pale blue tablecloth. Two
diamond cut crystal candleholders showcased two perfect white taper
candles glowing among the beautiful white and blue china and
sparkling crystal wine glasses. When he saw her, he left his
seat and approached her. He was dressed in a white suit with a powder
blue tie. He gently took her hand in both of his hands and softly
kissed it. "You look stunning" He whispered. "You
take my breath away." It was then that she realized she was
wearing a powder blue silk dress. The sleeves draped off her
shoulders. The bottom of the dress followed along the curves of her
body, down to her feet, where it flowed into a small train in the
back. She gazed at him dreamily. She could not see his face
clearly, but his voice was sweet and warm, sending shivers of
excitement through her entire body. He held her hands and led her the
rest of the way to the table, pulling out her chair. She
lowered herself down into the chair among the glowing candle light,
listening to the melodic guitar strumming. " May I pour
some wine Madame? " She looked up and saw Jin standing before
her dressed in black and white, holding a bottle of wine. She looked
at him in astonishment. "Jin, you're speaking English." He
smiled. "I speak whatever you wish Madame. This is your dream. "
Her
suitor took her hand from across the table and ran his fingers
through hers. "I hope that you're pleased." He said.
"I want to spoil you." She felt flushed as he left his
seat and lowered himself by her side. He took her face in his hands.
She felt as if she had stopped breathing when his lips brush hers.
His kiss was soft and light. Yet, her skin felt as if it were running
with electric currents, while her heart flip-flopped in her chest.
One hand trailed down her arm. "Are you gonna hit the
ball, or are you going to think it into the hole?" Jack was leaning
against a nearby palm, arms folded. "Wha ... What?"
She answered in embarrassment. She was not sure why her mind was
wondering so much. She had been having these strange dreams for a few
nights and now they were finding their way into her waking hours.
They left her breathless and tingling all over. "Okay,
I'm sorry, I just a ... Well, I just lost my train of thought! "
Jack shot an unsympathetic look at her. "Oh come
on Jack!" She said, "Apparently doctors are born knowing how
to golf ... Right? I only just learned and I still don't know what
I'm doing. Give me some kind of credit will you? " He
laughed and gestured for her to take the shot. Later in the
afternoon, she sat with Kate and Sun. Together they swapped stories
and laughed together. Sarah liked them. It was good to finally have
some female companionship after spending so much time with the men.
She wondered if perhaps that is what caused her to have the dreams in
the first place. She stared out into the crystal blue water. "So,
what's on your mind Sarah?" Kate asked after a few minutes. "Who?
Me? " She shrugged it off. " Just admiring the view out
there. It's a gorgeous day today. " Both Kate and Sun
said nothing, but their expressions said they were waiting for the
dirt. She smiled crookedly. Ok, " She blushed. " I
... well ... " Kate's eyes grew wide. " You've
hooked up with somebody! Who is it? " Sarah's cheeks
were on fire. " No. No, not exactly. Well ... I ... it's. Gosh,
this is really embarrassing. " " Sarah, that's what
girls do. Tell each other the embarrassing stuff. That's why they
call it girl talk. It's between us! " He had walked
her by the waters edge, his arms wrapped around her while the waves
crawled onto the sand and over her feet in bubbling foam. She felt
his breath on the back of her neck. His lips grazing along the
hairline. She shivered with butterflies tumbling in her stomach. "I
have another surprise" He whispered into her ear. He placed his
hands carefully over her eyes and turned her to the right. "How
do you like it?" In front of them, a white horse stamped
one foot into the sand. He whinnied and shook his long, smooth,
creamy mane. She ran a hand down the front of the horse's nose and
he nuzzled her face. Together they mounted him. He perched
himself behind her, wrapping his arms around her, holding the reigns.
She felt safe and warm wrapped up in him. The horse began his slow
gallop along the beach. Sarah's
face was beet red. " I don't know! " Kate grinned.
" Well, you like somebody don't you? I mean, it's got to be
someone you know! Who do you like? " Sarah shook her
head. " Honestly, I haven't been thinking about anyone. I've got
much more important stuff to be thinking about. Really. " Sun
was listening quietly, then spoke thoughtfully. " You must
listen to your heart. Your heart will tell you who it is. " "I
don't want to know who it is." Sarah denied. "I don't care.
It's just a dream ...really. " " A dream that
causes you to stare out into the ocean and forget where you are, who
you're with. You blush and grow shy when you talk about it. But it's
only a dream. " Sun responded. " Of Course. "
"Wow!" Kate exclaimed.
"That's some dream! Who do you think it is? "
She
watched the sun melt into the soft white crests of ocean water and
gazed over the miles of white sand lazily. Her thoughts miles away.
" Are you cold? " He took off his jacket and
covered her shoulders. She sighed softly. A tall, dark
skinned man took the horse by the reigns. He led him up over the sand
dune. "Thank you Eko." Her gentleman caller waved
after him. He turned his attention to her again. "Did
you think that was the surprise?" He nudged her and she
followed him, wrapped in his arms, a little ways down, where she saw
a beautiful white blanket spread out among a trail of candles glowing
tiny white lights along the sand. It was sprinkled with delicate
white rose petals. He held her hand as she lowered herself
down onto the soft blanket. He sat down beside her with his arms
draped around her shoulders, holding her against him. She felt his
heart beating, the rise and fall of his chest as he breathed in and
out. He gently kissed along the side of her neck and under her ear.
A funny man with fuzzy brown hair and wide eyes approached
them and began quoting a poem which he said was written by Robert
Burns.
O
my luve's like a red, red rose.
That's newly sprung in June;
O
my luve's like a melodie
That's sweetly play'd in tune.
As
fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will
love thee still, my Dear,
Till a'the seas gang dry.
Till
a' the seas gang dry, my Dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun:
I
will luve thee still, my Dear,
While the sands o'life shall run.
And
fare thee weel my only Luve!
And fare thee weel a while!
And I
will come again, my Luve,
Tho' it were ten thousand mile!
"
Are you happy ? " Her romantic, mysterious stranger whispered.
"I am." She answered. "I only have one question."
"Who are you?" He turned
her face to his, cradling it in his strong hands. "I'm the one
you love. I'm the one who loves you. " He kissed her
deeply, leaving her breathless and weak. "Would you like
some dessert?" Sawyer carried a tray of strawberries and whipped
cream on a silver platter. He smiled devilishly. "Excuse
me." Locke said. He looked handsome dressed in white, holding
another silver tray. "I hope that you didn't forget the
champagne, sir." He handed them the champagne and then
disappeared into the night. Under a silver full moon, and sparkling
jeweled stars, they fed each other strawberries and cream, sipping
champagne until they had their fill. "Uh, yea. I think so. "
"Are you alright?" He asked again staring at her.
"I'm fine." She chuckled. "Why?" He
turned his face in a confused expression. "Because I just asked
you if you thought I should burn my tent and you just told me yes."
"Oh." She chuckled. "I ... Well …" "Yes."
He continued. "Obviously your mind was elsewhere." "I'm
sorry." She answered. "I've just had some trouble sleeping
lately."
"Anything."
He murmured, stroking her hair. "Ask me anything. I will give
you anything. "
"You
enjoy those now." He winked, and then left them.
He
took her in his arms. Time stood still as he kissed her eyes, then
her nose. He covered her mouth with his and filled her with long
passionate kisses. Her skin was on fire as he ran his hands along her
back.
"Don't you
think so?" Sayid asked her.
He
picked up a piece of wood and piled it onto the stack he was
building. "I have had some sleepless nights lately, as
well." He commented, shifting his eyes to meet her gaze. "I'm
going to go back and get some more wood." He told her. "Will
you be alright alone?" "I'll be fine." She said.
As she watched him, she gazed dreamily out over the water
once more, out into the clear blue ocean. She turned her face to him
as he started out. "I do sort of have a question
though." She called after him. He stopped and waited. "I
was, um ... wondering ... do you like strawberries?" He
turned his head over his shoulder, eyes twinkling. "Well that
depends …" She cocked her head. He smirked. "Do you
like whipped cream?"