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Old 06-23-2003, 03:59 PM   #23
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The girl opened her eyes, yawned and stretched; then peered out at the friendly shadows of the dimly lit room. She felt her brother stir and startle. After sensing him settle again, she rolled over on her tummy and nestled down to sleep.

For a long time, she lay half way between waking and sleeping in the strange state where the eyelids softly flutter. She was dreaming of her ammë’s gentle touch and warm voice. In an instant, her mother's actual presence bushed sweetly against her dreams.

Suddenly, this bond was snapped as a rock came slamming through the window and landed with a thud on the braided rug, bouncing off the leg of the table and skittering to the side of the room. Almost instantaneously, Gilly's plump feet quietly padded in. Clucking and tittering, the nursemaid reached down into the cradle, hoisting the wailing lad onto her shoulder, while extending her left hand to place an affectionate pat on his sister's back. She drew the curtains shut and reminded herself to clean up later.

Her little world restored, the girl slid back into dreams. Once more she felt her mother brush against her mind with hints of comfort and reassurance. Within a few moments, she was deep in sleep, blissfully unaware of the dark shadows that now lurked just outside the window.

[ June 23, 2003: Message edited by: piosenniel ]
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