Dannee's wild dream

Dannee dreamed almost every night, there was a time when there were only nightmares but… in time, with new friends and companions care, the feelings that were awaken in her heart again, and with the new found sense of peace her nightmares began to cease… but her rigid control did not extend to sleep, she cannot completely filter out the uncontrollable, no matter how much she might wish otherwise. Wishes, hopes, memories and horrors swirl together in a maelstrom of images and sound, most of it too chaotic to remember in waking hours but tonight it wasn’t just a nightmare, on the contrary it was a dream she knew she has, it was girlish, completely impossible given her friend Sam way of life and his view of family but she couldn’t get it out of her mind anyway, for a dream is dream, what harm in that?

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