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| Nightmare Part XXX Kalen returned a while ago He checked to be sure I was all right Then he returned to his post outside my door Now I sit here, holding the journal in my hands Fighting a strong reluctance to finish it I, somehow, know I will not like what it says But, just as strongly, I know I must finish it And so, very much against my will, I open the book By now, Taryn is certain Wilfred is behind the nightmares He doesn't even bother to deny it But her will is strong, and the dreams never conquer her Then in her last few entries, I read the thing I didn't want to know Through her nightmares, Wilfred had been solidifying a pathway to me Using her as a conduit Draining us both There was little written after this Only a few more pages full of her thoughts Then the journal ended But, I had my snswer as to how I got here Oh, it wasn't written, she's had no opportunity for that But I knew what had happened, just the same We'd both felt the pull of the mightmares Taryn had taken the brunt of it though I only felt it second hand through her, and that was horrible enough I can only imagine how unbearable it was for her But that night, some milestone had been passed, and Wilfred was intending to take me At the very last moment though, Taryn had stopped fighting the pull of it Given in to it, and she, not I, was taken by Wilfred The pull on me was still strong enough though, to bring me here Taryn hadn't planned on that part, hadn't expected it Was distressed over it, but I was not For whatever reason, by whatever means, I am here, once more, in the land of my birth And I am never leaving it Copyright � 5/27/2001 Terri Lyn Stanfield All Rights Reserved |
| Nightmare Part XXXI I went to the door and called Kalen inside "What's wrong, Tara?" He asked, and I noted with a great deal of pleasure that he had stopped calling me Princess "I know how I came to be here, Kalen." I told him "Really? How? Was it in the journal?" "Um, not exactly. Part of it was, the rest I just know," I explained to him what had happened "Well, Tara, that's um...interesting, but it's really only speculation on your part." "No Kalen. There's nothing speculatory about it. It's as real as these marks on my arm. I KNOW, because Taryn told me." "You've spoken with Taryn? You should have told me. How did you do it?" "Well, I haven't exactly spoken with her. Not like I'm speaking with you, but I know it's true just the same." I could see he didn't believe me, and was about to argue, and I held up my hand "Kalen, my sister sacrificed herself to a man she despises in order to protect me! How do you think that makes me feel?! Awed. Humbled. Angry! She had no right to make that decision for both of us." "She was protecting you, Tara. Something, apparently, she's always sworn to do." "Oh! Now you believe me, huh? Well, good, because it's true. I can't explain it, Kalen, but never question the connection I have with my sister. It's real and it's powerful, and in the end, it will save us all." Copyright � 5/27/2001 Terri Lyn Stanfield All Rights Reserved |
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