grainandfruit (grainandfruit) wrote in mythopoeics, @ 2012-10-03 05:03:00 |
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Entry tags: | demeter, persephone |
[She was restless. Terribly restless. The kind of restless where you are waiting for something to happen. Not that she knew what it was. No. That was a lie. She was waiting to know. The dreams were more frequent and no less confusing. There were horses and for whatever reason it felt like she was one of them, but that didn't make sense. She wasn't a horse. She'd started searching websites dedicated to dream interpretation but it wasn't helping. Aidan said to let it just happen and she'd loosened her reins a little, but she was still so confused.
Quietly, she sipped at her tea, trying to clear her mind before she tried to go back to sleep. Whether or not she would be successful, she couldn't say. She felt lost, but at least she had a vacation to look forward to planning. Which reminded her, she should talk with Leyla again.]Dear dreams, go away There is not enough tea in this world.
[Filter: Leyla]
I think I'm even more ready for that vacation now than I was last month. How are you?