Source: The Hues of the New Day
As she walked , meandering a bit at first , then remembering a dream from the night before
she quickened her pace . The feeling of it remained like a layer of fog and complemented by a
vague sense of worry.
Usually she took pleasure in remembering her dreams . It was fun to
assign meaning to characters in this other world . And often they for inspiration for a laugh or
two. But this one …well , this one was poking her the way her younger cousin used to do . It
was irksome and sporadic . Then there was a sudden rustling . Startling her so that she
gasped for a breath . She shook her head . Nothing to be concerned about . Still she looked
carefully about before continuing onward .
Source: Red Robin on the Path
Source: When I See You as More
Source: The Red Robin on the Path
Each step down the hall was light so that the cold floor just barely teased her bare feet .
Warm cup of tea in hand she headed towards a sweater . The raucous sounds of the winds
had quieted a bit now and the tension in the air had dissipated .
She began humming nothing in particular and it was , after all , absentminded .
The preparations for an outing continued . The anticipation for having an adventure was
revealing itself in the beats of her heart . The well worn softness of her favorite sweater being
pulled down over her head was comforting and brought a smile to her face . “Mmmmm….” as
she stretched . A light heartedness came over her and her thoughts became most optimistic .
Pausing at the window nearest to her bed …” how are the birds doing in all of this wind…
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