Fleeting Dreams | p.jm, j.hs

Sand crunched beneath my feet as I took steps forward, my gaze fixated on you in the distance. Around me, wind blew and made the grass sway. They created a harmony of singing voices that urge me forward. I was walking closer to you, hints of a smile appearing on my face. You were still walking in front, unaware of my presence following behind you. Wind whipped your clothes around in a frenzied mess, but you kept on walking with your bare feet. Your shoes had been abandoned earlier but I picked them up, holding them with my hands.

The evening sun shone up ahead, glowing orange with the blue sky filled with pink and golden hues. A tall house stood ahead, its looming presence creating a sense of warmth as smoke rose lazily from the chimney. Up ahead, there was a lake with water glistening as occasional ripples surfaced. It was peaceful and calm, just like all is well.