Dreaming

“She’s one of the worst we’ve seen Rapha, the poison is so entrenched in her heart, surely there can be no hope for one so toxic, her blood is thick with it. The barbs are sharp. She cannot hope to survive the treatment” 

“There is never anyone beyond hope, show her. Lead her dream” 

The skeleton eyes have been chasing her through the forest. Dead and broken trees continually try to slow her progress and prevent her escape. She runs and runs, her breathing irregular and laboured; how long has she been running? Her heart pounds faster and faster. Fear is driving her to run; yet she cannot move fast enough. She looks behind her and the bloody gums are still smiling at her. She trips and falls to the ground, her adrenaline spent, she cannot move. She hears the breathing, can sense the eyes staring at her. She curls into a ball and covers her face with her hands. The breathing draws closer and closer, the hot breath rustling her hair. A cold hand reaches out and forces her hands down. She shuts her eyes tight. A soft chuckle fills her ears and she begins to cry from fear. She feels a cool sensation run over her body, and the breathing of the creature is gone. Hesitantly she opens her eyes. She is alone in the forest. There is a light further down the path, and she crawls towards it. She emerges into a sunny clearing. Dazzling blue skies surround the oasis. She looks back and sees the path to the dead forest closing. She can feel the peaceful rest the soft green grass beckons her towards. Yet her heart is unsettled. She does not feel easy here either. She walks forward to something that is shimmering in front of her. Soft bulrushes surround a perfectly round and clear pond decorated with large pink water lilies. The smell is heavenly. She sits by the pond and lies back, staring at the puffy white clouds. Her heart is pounding still. Her nerves are on edge. There is something about this place that is making her uneasy. She sits up and dips her toes in the water. She leans forward to look at her reflection. She screams and thrashes away from the water. She feels something sharp enter her arm, and she floats away from the clearing. Her dreams become hazy and unfocused and her sleep becomes restful. 

“I told you Rapha. She may not be strong enough”