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|A Dream (standard:romance, 2191 words)|
|Author: Jupiter||Added: Aug 03 2004||Views/Reads: 2069/1284||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|You may want to call it fiction, cause it can never be true, but "A Dream" is really based on a real experience. The experience is my own. Some of the told events are real, most are exaggerated (like 1000 times), and some were totally fabricated|
1 After years of distance, the roads led his heart back to her. He met her again, but this time in a place beyond the boundaries of reality, a place only our minds are capable of wandering in, and a place that sneakily swallows us, covered by the night's darkness, while we are fast asleep. In plain words, he met her in a dream. It is really astonishing the things the active neurons of our brains can do, when the rest of our organs function minimally. In no time, the thousands of miles that part them, shrank, in his dream, to no more than few meters, rewinding his life back to the point where they had to break their relation. It is as if time does not exist in dreams, where the past, the present and the future blend together, making everything possible with perfect sense. So, after he managed to burry her memories in the graveyard of the past, seeing her that close, though in a dream, was enough to let these memories float again on the surface. In fact, it was not the memories themselves that really bothered him. In the end, anything he sees, hears, smells, tastes or touches might remind him of her, because he loved her with all his senses. Instead, it was the feelings he had towards her that really mattered. The feelings he thought he had killed long ago. The feelings he fought with all what was left of energy in him. He fought them out of his heart and into the deepest corners of his lost memories. But the war is not over yet. As they say, he probably won a battle, but he did not win the entire war. Why, after all these years, did she reappear so vividly in a dream? Did she start a counter attack, using dreams as channels to lead her back to his mind? Channels?! Yes, channels. He always believed that there were channels connecting their minds, allowing currents of telepathic energy to flow between them, carrying their thoughts, emotions and feelings. So, the old feelings crept back into him, recharging him with all the emotions he once had. He finally received her signal after he managed to isolate his brain against her broadcast. The defenses he worked hard to build collapsed in few seconds, exposing him again to her mysterious gravity. 2 Why, Larissa? ... For John, that was probably the only question left without an answer. He had no trouble finding answers, reasons, or at least theoretical explanations to the questions he came across. But for this one, his logic failed to give him the slightest idea about the thing that made her reject him. His faith in her made him certain that she had reasons, though he could not see them. He probably made some mistakes, but that is what people always do. So, it is not enough a reason for her to abandon him the way she did. He played all his cards in an attempt to draw her attention back to him, but the result came against his hopes. He was left without any choice to take after hearing her saying, in their last phone conversation, "I no longer want you in my life." His reply came in the form of a long silence, the silence by which he expressed his strong disbelief. It must be a nightmare, he said to himself, waiting for someone or something to wake him up, but it was not. Gradually, and bitterly, the feeling of disbelief was replaced by a frightening realization. He realized that he lost the most precious person in his life, the one that kept his heart warm and beating lively. At that point, he had foreseen the long cold winter ahead of him. He fought back one last time, but she resisted him with some cold answers that eventually put an end to their relation, once and for all. After saying their goodbyes, hearing the click at the other end of the line, as she put down the phone's receiver, was as painful as cutting out a chunk of his flesh. With a heart severely broken, he was left confused, and all alone, to face the unbearable reality. But that was years ago, and what seems to be unbearable at one moment, becomes bearable after some time, cause humans are adaptive entities that can condition themselves to whatever situations they go through, however bad they might seem. John is no exception to this fact. His pain was at first great and unsupportable, but eventually it subsided, Click here to read the rest of this story (137 more lines)
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