Friday, April 17, 2009
Hazel had not seen The Candy Room in ages. It was a rather difficult place to locate, but Hazel had a feeling she would be visiting it very soon. Unfortunately, she did not have long to reflect on this lovely thought. Everything around her was rumbling. Hazel put on a burst of speed as a bright pink flash urged her on. The storm was coming . . .
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
And then many things began to happen very quickly. The sky darkened and the world around her became gray and stormy. The kitty and pony were gone now. As Hazel ran/flew from the storm, she noticed several swans hovering below her. The sound of whispering voices speaking a language that is only understood in dreams swelled from the golden swan. "We will wait for you in The Candy Room."
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Thursday, April 2, 2009
And suddenly, without warning (as so often is the case in dreams), she was no longer alone. Hazel was unconcerned by the sudden appearance of the two. Here, in this world of pink clouds, it seemed that such things always happened.