Heavenly Creatures Featured Boldly in Her Dreams
Driving slowly in the fast lane hoping for some release she suddenly saw it standing on a fence post. Small, angry looking and crouching it was, it must be said, quite a foreboding sight. She shook her head briefly and pulled back in to the other carriageway. That creature left her mind as the weary hours dragged.
Several hundred miles later and she wearily ascends the stairs. The door gently shuts behind her and a soft light fills the room calmly from beside the bed. She undresses and folds her clothes away, her soft warm pyjamas smooth against her skin. The sound of the water gurgling down the plug has barely ebbed away before she is abed.
Too tired to read the light is quickly extinguished at the welcoming dark of her eyelids descends. All is peace.
Yet the sounds of the night begin to infiltrate, an owl hoots, a vixen screams. As these sounds penetrate her dreams so does that creature emerge, without shyness nor hesitation it is there. Now she can see its face more clearly, is it smiling or scowling? It leaps off it’s perch on the fencepost and swiftly enters her mind. Never to leave.