The people in white rush past
my room, murmurs of
"a verily worrisome disaster"
"verily, ill fortune"
float and fly through the air
pearled feminine tones making
masks wither with sounds
I call to be let out and I take
careful, dainty steps
out of my small cage
and into a bigger one
The Attendants crouch
on the fringe of the boxed garden
Heads bowed and silent;
I reach out with my small hands
running fingertips upon the leaves
of the camellia bush
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...
