Joronas Temnra

2003-09-17 01:08:48 (UTC)


"To sleep, perchance to dream. Ah, there's the rub.."

A nice speech from someone.. either pretending to be mad if
that's what you think.. or mad outright.. or if you can't
read the script, a sane mind railing against hardship..

No matter what.. a fool.. to fear something that others have
lost and want back..

Why can't I dream? I can taste them in the back of my head,
I know I had them.. and yet.. I can't remember them. They're
lost to me. And I know that there's something in them that
matters.. if I could only remember them.. if I could only
find it.. I used to dream.. I remember some of them...

I remember walking with a stranger that I've known forever..
and thinking I knew her then.. I remember ghosts.. I
remember flashes of visions.. of stories..

The last was three years ago.. maybe more. Three years
without dreams. Three years for bits of the soul to wither.
I haven't written in almost as long.. it was three years ago
that I finished Night's Angel.. and that was the last one I
finished.. none of the others.. did I lose that along with
my dreams?

Will I lose even more?