Wednesday, October 28, 2015

it's only a halloween dream, , Ivy



The fog, like lavender cheesecloth, had been draped over  the trees in the early dawn light. Ivy stood by the window, there was something deep in her heart,deep in the back of her mind, and it was calling her. Im the rising sun the outlines of the old apple trees visible through the fog.  Ivy paced, and drank coffee, so lost in thought,thoughts so distant she was struggling to remember them. And this morning she so very much wished that Abagail would stop in for a visit  so she could relater her strange dream to her. Abagail knew all about dreams, or so she claimed and may-be she did. 

 Halloween was always Ivy's favorite hoiliday, she loved to go trick or treating and dress up, she also liked to soap windows and gum doorbells with her brothers. Puting one of those papermache skulls on a stick and waving it at someones window was a lot of fun until someone waved one in front of her bedroom window.  But that was then and this is now, and the dream she was already having trouble remembering was tormenting her.  She sat at the table and writing the details.  She looked at the  unwashed plates from last night, 2 plates, 2 mugs, 2 glasses, and her heart leapt, like she was a high schooler again  and the cutest boy in the class passed her a note in the hall.  She liked how it felt then and even more she liked the way it felt now. But they were not high school kids any more and the
long walk to the top of the hill had worn them out. 













Staring out the window in the direction of Gus and Adeline's house, and soon became lost in thought. She could remember how tired she was last night, how good it felt to curl up under the covers and sleep, then she awakened in velvety darkness and the feeling of being caught by the back, a hack gripped her shoulder blade  and then the other hand, reached over her shoulder Ivy struggled to turn herself around and see who or what was behind her, she grabbed the arm over her shoulder, and it disappeared.  She found herself alone in a woodland of knurled and leafless trees, the sky was a leaden color and the whole landscape looked to her like a something from a very wicked fairytale.  And to her amazement she was wearing a beautiful, although muddy, velvet gown, and more jewelry than she owned in real life, she caught sight of her reflection in a puddle, she was indeed, young again.  She saw in the distance, a large building, a castle, at this point ivy realized she was dreaming, but couldn't wake up.  She aimed herself in the direction of the "castle"   and started to pic her way through the woods. Her gown became heavy with mud and she tore a portion of the skirt away using her dagger, to start the rip.  She then looked at the dagger, and wondered where it came from, reminding herself she was dreaming.  Eventually the spooky old woods gave way to the field, where the "castle" stood, amidst it lovely but overgrown gardens of roses, and many plants she didn't recognize. Ivy brushed the bits of leaves, and briar that clung to her skirts and said to herself, "And I did it all by myself, with no Huntsman to save me".
There was no moat or drawbridge, instead the castle steps resembled an escalator. Tenatively she placed her muddy foot on the first step,and the stairs carried her upward to the door, which opened before her to reveal a great hall, warmed by a roaring fire.  Ivy wanted to wake up, she tried to wake up. And though the dream continued she couldn't remember much, wandering through hallways, talking to elves, watching the sunrise, or could that have been real.

Ivy stared into her coffee cup and then out the window and then back again. The sun began to burn off the fog, the colorful leaves sparkled and the dew glittered the those ground. "Just a Halloween dream, nothing more." she muttered as she filled the sink with the unwashed dishes. 
 

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