"Miko-sama, what have you dreamed?"
They ask the question as I feel
the images pass before me
A flurry of colors
And I speak,
words rolling from my tongue
dropping, dropping,
It feels liquid
As if the words had formed
into beads of water;
they softly pool at my hands
neatly folded in my lap
The white masks nod
as the last words leave my lips,
and then white hands slip
dark lacquered sandals
upon my feet
I rise from my bed and the heels
thump against the tatami mat
YOU ARE READING
Ambiance (Cellphone Novel)
FantasyA girl is enclosed in a temple where she is a prophetess. She only wakes to see the late afternoon sun. When she begins to dream of a second heart within, which beats to the rhythm of someone near her. My entry as part of the Team Dreams in @rskov...
