Last week was full of questions – this week will hopefully be full of answers…
So thank you all for reading my tale and no matter how many chapters I write I always feel a million times better when someone takes the time to review, so an even bigger thank you to you.
SPOILERS – this week – David's visitors introduce themselves, Griffin fights for freedom, Bianca fights to wake up and will Brittany ever find those scissors?
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Time had no meaning…
Bianca was dreaming; not a bad dream, a good dream. And she knew she was dreaming too. Only it was the perfect kind of dreaming where she could steer it and mould it, go where ever she wanted… do whatever she wished…
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Bianca was flying over the plains; the galloping hooves of the horse beneath her thundering like a racing heart. She didn't know where she was running and she didn't care. It was pure exhilaration, the rushing wind, the speed. She felt like opening her arms and crying out with excitement so she did; whooping to the endless sky…
This was not a memory, this was a wish. A dream that had been with her throughout childhood, throughout all the alienation she felt in her youth, the doubt that turned her into an anorexic because she didn't know then why she was so different… and she didn't know then how to face her fears… and she didn't know then how to truly be herself… Back then this dream had been her one release, a moment of pure unadulterated freedom! One great chance to truly run away…
She was still running… why was she running?
Then she heard it over the drumming of hooves and the rushing of the wind… Miranda's scream!
But she was running from the sound!
She should be running towards it!
Bianca scrabbled to grab hold of the reins and slow the racing beast beneath her, but the horse would not be slowed and it would not turn… it ran on as always towards the setting sun.
Bianca risked a look back behind her shoulder, but she could see nothing but desert behind her.
This was a dream… just a dream… she had to wake up!
If she threw herself from the horse would it hurt? Would it wake her up?
Bianca loosened her foot from the stirrup and looked down; the ground was moving like a blur beneath the horse's hooves.
This was going to hurt… if she woke up it was going to hurt..!
But Miranda was still screaming… she had to wake up!
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