I never knew of her until that night.
The vision of the porcelain skinned beauty with hair like wildfire filled my mind.
I must say, my heart felt as if I'd jumped from a roof top, adrenaline shooting through my veins, my pulse louder than a cacophony of drummers in a marching band all beating in perfect synchronicity.
I then awoke with a jolt.
6:10 am, birdsong echoing throughout my home.
Compared to her voice, it sounded like the deafening screech of a banshee that'd just had an arrow pierce it's skull.
I felt weightless, like i could do anything, yet I felt completely powerless -it was her, flowing through my mind like a stream of blood
Who was she? Who could she have been?
Why was she plaguing my fragile mind?
