The Falls Option Ab: Words
The adventure continues as we try to encourage with words in a dream. Let’s see what happens next!
The Falls Option Ab: Words
Miss Vera’s slumped form pulls your heartstrings. She’s always been such a sweet person every time you’ve interacted with her.
“Words,” you tell Mr. Lancaster. “She needs something direct.”
Mr. Lancaster nods once and reaches into his pocket. He pulls out another marble but it stays perfectly clear in his grasp.
“Your time in her dream will be brief,” he says, “so consider carefully what you’d like to say before going in.”
He stands there with the marble, giving you a moment to consider but watching you with his strange, swirling eyes. You wonder if his eyes reflect the marbles because he’s spent too many years gazing into them.
What do you say?
Maybe something about her quiet strength. How she deals so aptly with a classroom of children every day.
Or maybe something about how her presence always lightens your day.
Without knowing what awaits Miss Vera inside the house, you realize anything you say really is a shot in the dark.
But you’ve got to try. You nod to Mr. Lancaster that you’re ready.
He holds the clear marble up. “This will be rather jarring,” he cautions, “brace yourself.”
You get the feeling he’s not talking about holding onto the tables, so you simply nod again and watch him add the marble to the fountain, directly beside Miss Vera’s in the flow of the water that displays the repeat dream.
Your world shifts. Blues and purples rush past your sight like you’re stuck on a branch in a river and are watching the multicolored water ripple past your immersed head.
Then the colors solidify and you’re on the street just down the block from Miss Vera’s small house.
The sun shines brightly on your shoulder. You blink several times to clear your sight and Miss Vera’s slender frame appears down the street as she turns the corner on her way home from work.
A smile touches her lips until she reaches the gate to the faded blue house but the expression fades when she moves to open the metal latch. Just like when you watched her dream from above the fountain, all the color seems to fade from around her.
You rush forward with your desire to put the color back into her world.
She glances up at the sound of your steps, a friendly, polite smile returning to her lips, but the despair in her eyes does not recede. It adds lines to the corners of her eyes and darkens the beautiful chocolate around her irises.
You stop before her but the words you so carefully planned die in your throat. They’re inadequate beside the deep emotion you not only see, but feel, rolling through her. Perhaps that’s part of the dream, but you experience Miss Vera’s internal struggle like it was your own.
She watches you, saying nothing while you stand there with your mouth open.
You snap your lips closed. Your mind races, knowing your time is short to make a difference.
What you were going to say isn’t adequate, you know it with a deep certainty. But you need to say something.
Do you:
Ab1: Make Something Up Fast?
Or
Ab2: Give her a hug?
Blessings and see you for the finish of the adventure on Thursday!
Jennifer
