I could see her get all nervous but she was also excited. Nightmares have that quality, don't they?
At the heart of any terror is the fear of losing what we find meaningful.
I must read. I must read. I must read.
Some people reflect light, some deflect it, you by some miracle, seem to collect it.
No one ever really gets used to nightmares.
...she still cannot resist looking out the window every couple of minutes. The sound of a passing truck causes her to glance away. Even if there is no sound, the weight of a hundred seconds always turns her head.