DMourning Orb
Mar 17th, 2002, 02:23:23 AM
He had returned from his brisk morning run, opened the door and turned on the lights. His lungs were heavy, his mind was tickled by a feeling of mild dizziness. He could not shake his dream.
After having showered and changed D'Mourning sat on his bed, thumbing through a picture album. A photograph of his father surfaced. In the picture, his father held his wife, D'Mourning's mother, and both gleamed at the camera, smiling intently, stars in their eyes. It was taken approximately a week after their marriage. Happy newlyweds, a life of eternal bliss ahead. In his dream, when he looked in the mirror, he saw the exact same face from the photograph, his father's.
Bits and pieces of the dream began to resurface in his mind, convoluted and hazy in imagery. But now, this much was for certain, in his dream he was his father.
After having showered and changed D'Mourning sat on his bed, thumbing through a picture album. A photograph of his father surfaced. In the picture, his father held his wife, D'Mourning's mother, and both gleamed at the camera, smiling intently, stars in their eyes. It was taken approximately a week after their marriage. Happy newlyweds, a life of eternal bliss ahead. In his dream, when he looked in the mirror, he saw the exact same face from the photograph, his father's.
Bits and pieces of the dream began to resurface in his mind, convoluted and hazy in imagery. But now, this much was for certain, in his dream he was his father.