Here's a quick bit of fiction for you today...
Dream A New World
Tick. Tick.
Tick.
She heard
the sound of the clock long before the darkness lifted and the golden light let
her see again. Then came the familiar, if eerie, creak of the gates as they
opened wide, beckoning her forward.
She sighed,
gazing once more at the beautiful and peculiar sight that unraveled in front of
her. The clock tower stood tall, in the middle of a sea, silhouetted by a golden sunset, while a gondola
sailed the clouds above. The boatman shouted down to her, but his words were
lost in the rush of wind.
The sky coloured itself a turquoise hue, lit by a
shimmering amber radiance. The light danced around, and through, the clock
tower, while reflections of the surrounding vista shifted constantly. The soft
lap of waves reached her ears, mixed with the cry of invisible birds, and she
tasted salt on her lips.
She stood
here a thousand times before, or maybe it was only once for a thousand
lifetimes; she couldn't be certain anymore. She wondered why she came, why
these dreams drew her here. Perhaps a punishment, a curse? No explanations were
ever given.
She sighed
again as her foot stirred, restless to begin. She walked into the sea, towards
the clock tower, the water creeping higher and higher with each step. Laughter
sang out from the gondola, the clock chimed midnight, and still she walked,
unable to stop until she submerged and drowned.
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