31 Days: Day Seven

And a little side trip to Bordertown. I think I really need to re-read these books again. I love them so. I fear if I do, though, I'll want to start an RP for them. (And I totally realize that most of you won't recognize this world or remember Emmy from a previous ficlet spurt but... It's writing!)

World: Bordertown
Characters: Emmy

( o7. All we ever see of stars are their old photographs )

Oh, Monday

So I don't usually have nightmares. In fact, I so rarely have them that I can pretty much remember all of them. Last night, I had a doozy. It was long, vicious to both ego and heart and my bloody mind wouldn't let it go even after I woke up. I lay in bed, in that half aware state, rehashing it. I remembered every discomfort and anxiety, the desperation to make it okay or at least to pretend like it was okay. Worse yet, there was a lot of text in the dream, too, and I can never read properly in my dreams... But I kept trying and it would hurt me more and more to try and remember how to read.

I hope this doesn't haunt me all day. I'll end up crying.