Little preview of what I'm thinking for my story about dreams!

Wind whips across my face and through my hair, causing my vanilla dress to flutter behind me. I was standing alone, a flourishing valley stretching below me. Everything in sight was a living shade of emerald and brought about a sense of happiness. I looked above me to see a single magpie gliding through the endless clear. With it, hope seemed to well in my chest, filling my body. My eyes instinctively close to experience the full extent of the giddy feeling. 

Slowly, the wind died down and a calm silence settled around me. I opened my eyes and turned around to see a large flock of magpie dancing behind me. With both new and old emotions swirling inside me, I strangely no longer knew what I was feeling. My face broke into a laugh as though through the silence I'd remembered a favorite joke. Yet at the same time, rivers flowed down my cheeks. They blurred my vision and found their way to my mouth or dripped from my chin.

And then it all stopped. The laughing. The crying. My shaking body. Time froze with my horrified expression. I felt the sickening feeling of a sticky liquid creep down from he hole in my heart. It slowly began to stain the pure white of my dress.

That's when I fell.

I fell to the sound of a gun from behind.

I fell as my heart ceased to support me.

I fell into the middle of the flock of hope I had cherished.

I fell to betrayal.

I fell.

And I woke up.

Well there we go, what'd you guys think? 

(This is actually happening I'm going to write lol)

Don't worry about not understanding the symbolism though. I'm going to do the job of explaining that in the story but for now you get mystery!

(BTW this took me about 30 minutes to write)

Kay! Bye for now my Pretty Kitties!

~SignificantAnnoyance <3