Chapter 12
Sylvia awoke, the pad of paper on the bedside table proclaiming where her father was. She lay in bed for a while and staring at the ceiling listening to the music that filled her room.
I linger in the doorway
Of alarm clock screaming
Monsters calling my name
Let me stay
Where the wind will whisper to me
Where the raindrops
As they're falling tell a story
In my field of paper flowers
And candy clouds of lullaby
I lie inside myself for hours
And watch my purple sky fly over me
Don't say I'm out of touch
With this rampant chaos – your reality
I know well what lies beyond my sleeping refuge
The nightmare I built my own world to escape
In my field of paper flowers
And candy clouds of lullaby
I lie inside myself for hours
And watch my purple sky fly over me
Swallowed up in the sound of my screaming
Cannot cease for the fear of silent nights
Oh how I long for deep sleep dreaming
The goddess of imaginary light (Imaginary)
That had been her when her mother had died. She had visited that same place last night. Her own world. Her own reality. Something no one could take or change. It was something she didn't tell others about. It was hers and hers alone. She wasn't going to risk the possibility that someone could take it away. She got out of bed and dressed, if not to make sure her father couldn't hurt someone else, to make sure that he couldn't take her reality. It had been created by him. She sure as hell wasn't going to let that go unnoticed. Sylvia headed out, ready to take him on.
Pikados: I'm glad you'll keep reading. Sorry this took so long. I've been very busy. :( Oh well, it's here now. :D Thanks for being the only one to review in the last 3 chapters or so. I really appreciate it.