“Is it you…? Can you hear me? Can you see us…?” The voice was tentative at first, then more insistent. The plaintive tone of all I heard could not have been more clear to me. But this was all I heard that first night. At least it was all I could remember on waking from my dream.
FICTION: THE DREAMWEAVERS
FICTION: THE DREAMWEAVERS
FICTION: THE DREAMWEAVERS
“Is it you…? Can you hear me? Can you see us…?” The voice was tentative at first, then more insistent. The plaintive tone of all I heard could not have been more clear to me. But this was all I heard that first night. At least it was all I could remember on waking from my dream.