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fandomhigh2008-01-30 09:34 am
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Library, Wednesday [ 01/30 ]
Last night, Adah dreamed of a springbok in a fire, dancing around chaotically until the moment it burst forth with a powerful leap. She was the arrow shot from her sister's bow, the straightest she would ever be, flying sure until penetrating into the soft hide of the animal. It crumpled to the ground, fountains of blood, and a white-suited nurse dressed its wounds. Anatole sighed as he ruffled her sister's short hair. "A bu, Benee, he lamented, "A bu."
It was food for thought, to be sure, as Adah opened the library today; she never remembered having such vibrant, substantial dreams before. Still, she was in a good mood. At least, she would be until probably second or third period. So she might actually be somewhat helpful this morning.
It was food for thought, to be sure, as Adah opened the library today; she never remembered having such vibrant, substantial dreams before. Still, she was in a good mood. At least, she would be until probably second or third period. So she might actually be somewhat helpful this morning.