I could see her get all nervous but she was also excited. Nightmares have that quality, don't they?
Through all the windows I only see infinity.
Have no fear, you will find your way. It's in your bones. It's in your soul.
Here then - the after math of meaning. A liftime finished between the space of two frames.
It is hungry, it it immortal. Worse, it knows nothing of whim.
I still get nightmares. In fact, I get them so often I should be used to them by now. I'm not. No one ever really gets used to nightmares.