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| Nightmare Part XXII Enough of that, self pity isn't my style So I lose myself again in the journal She speaks of me often now Almost as if she's having a conversation with me at times And as I read her words, I want so much to really be there Talking with her, comforting her We will have our time together I will settle for nothing less Her nightmares had become too terrifying to bear She fought sleep, and as a result, was exhausted She slept only when she collapsed from sleeplessness And there was no rest even when she did sleep As close as I can tell, her dreams mirrored my own Or perhaps, my dreams mirrored hers In any event, we dreamt the same things at the same times And felt the same feelings Terror, certainly, but more than that The feeling that, bit by bit, our souls were being stolen from us Copyright � 5/24/2001 Terri Lyn Stanfield All Rights Reserved |
| Nightmare Part XXIII There was a knock at my door And I answered it to find Kalen there He had a tray of food, and asked if he could come in I opened the door wider, and motioned him inside He sat the tray down, and turned to leave, but I blocked his way "Stay and join me, Kalen." "I cannot, my princess, it wouldn't be proper." And he tried to walk around me "Wait. Since I am a princess, I can give orders that must be followed. Is that right?" "Yes, unless they contradict orders from the queen." "But, in her absense, I'm the reigning monarch. Correct?" "Yes, but really, princess, it would not be in your best interests to have me dine with you in your chambers." "DON'T tell me what is in my best interests, Kalen! Apparently someone else has acted in what they thought was my best interests my whole life! I will make those decisions now! However, if it's so repugnant to you to dine with me, then just leave! I will not beg you." "I never meant to imply dining with you was repugnant to me, Tara. I was only trying to do the proper thing." "Well, then do it! Leave!" I only wished he would leave while I still had a bit of my dignity in tact "Does that mean you've retracted your invitation?" "What difference would it make? You're so determined to stick to your infernal protocol! For what it's worth, though, the invitation still stands." "Then I would be honored to accept." He said, and from the look in his eyes, I knew he truly meant it "What about your precious appearances?" I asked, still stinging from his earlier words "As you pointed out, Tara, other people have been making decisions for you for too long. If we both wish to dine together, then I think we should." "Do we want to dine together? Both of us, I mean." "We do, My Princess." He said with a bow "Cut that out!" I said And with a laugh, he straightend and offered me his arm Copyright � 5/25/2001 Terri Lyn Stanfield All Rights Reserved |
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