River of Dreams

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Quiet. Darkness.

"...nothing to lose..." ...Sally dreamt of being an engineer... ...Remus looked back at her, suddenly realising just how devestatingly he had hurt her... "...I love boats," she said, leaning back against the seat and enjoying the gentle rocking... ...filled with sadness and rage, Celeste screamed and threw herself into the fray... ...she smiled with satisfaction as the chocolate on the tray in front of her hardened into beatiful sculptures... ...and he could hear it coming closer as he ran, its breath hot on the back of his neck and its snorting loud as thunder in his ears, and as he tried to gain ground he looked over his shoulder and-

CRACK!

I sit up from my bed in a start, shards of adventure and scraps of emotion falling around me in a glorious shower of colour. In a frenzy of passion, I rush to my computer, bring up a blank page and begin to write and-

My fingers pause, hovering over my keyboard. In the background, the rainbow is turning grey and hardening, and when I turn there's nothing there but my bed.

With a sigh, I jot down a summary of my grand idea and save it, to be forgotten in the depths of a folder of broken dreams. I return to my bed and try to sleep, all the time searching, once again, for a place I can't recall.

One day something will survive the journey from my mind to my paper, and when it does, it will be the greatest story ever told.