093: vision

In dream, the young man had seen her, all aglow and radiant in some mysterious light. Though he had never seen the girl before, she was all too familiar to him, as she approached his dark corner of the abyss. Gently, she pressed her fingertips to his cheek, smiling unlike anything possible in the realm of consciousness. A soft giggle wrapped around him, as the dreamer reached to touch his vision's smooth cheek...

Startled, he awoke, the light of day still hours away. Beside him, something stirred beneath the covers.

There the young woman lay, smiling as though still dreaming...