Literature
My New Dream
My new dream lay dead in my arms. Peaceful, beautiful - but gone just the same. What had happened? How could she have let this happen?
Everything had been so swift, so sudden. She knew that she had seen it somewhere before, that Corona's sun was almost eerily familiar...and she had remembered it all of her life, spreading it around her, trying to remind herself of who she was even if she didn't realize it! The lost princess - perhaps rather the stolen princess? She had seen all day children and their families, their mothers and their fathers. Her mother had never treated her so gently, never looked at her with pride or joy in her eyes