and the sand rises up against the distant shores

"Bring me back! Bring me back!" and she woke up with a slight jerk. Her eyes flickered open. Her pupils needed not much adjustment to the darkness and proceeded to jut stare into the pitch black oblivion. She wondered, how pretty the dark would look if you could see it with a torchlight. 

The dream had been unpleasant. The theme, constant through it all. Though that in itself would probably have been an obvious fallacy. It largely revolved around despair and desertion, sometimes barely missing the line of distinction. Dreams do that, they swirl emotions into a beckoning pot of silver wisps and condemnation. Imagine, being trapped in a white suspension of nothingness but the self induced fear of the unknown future. Well, there it is again. A redundancy. The feeling it caused was indeed, unsettling. What could be done though? 

Dreams, they didn't hurt. Did they?

"SO, HOW IS MY LOVELY PATIENT THIS MORNING?" said Doctor Moe in a loud booming voice.

Same ol' frikking sleeping beauty, wasting our fucking resources. Die already, bitch! Dr. Moe continued under his breath.

WELL, ITS A PITY MY DEAR SINCE YOU'VE GOT A VISITOR THIS MORNING! Dr. Moe drew the curtains and hurriedly exited. 

lois had been sleeping for nine years now. try as she might, she just couldn't wake. she thought she'd already awoken. However, she'd just awoken from her dream. In reality, she was long gone. 

Halfway around the world, the sand rose up against the distant shores, the clouds moved a tad faster and dragonfly eggs hatched.

Ah, here you go dear. Its down the wrist, not across it.

Then, Lois finally woke up. Dead, but awake. 

And, free. 

I apologise for this immensely blah post. Though I thought i wrote a pretty decent story eh? OMG. I LOVE IT TO BITS! i know, we're not exactly supposed to tell the world that we like the stuff we wrote but to hell with societal structure. its time for change. change we can believe in*muffles a giggle* I couldn't help myself but i AM apathetic about american politics nonetheless. =x