Waking Dream

Midnight continued to walk slowly, constantly moving forward. The motion of his walk was a gentle sway that lulled me into a half awake – half asleep state.

Hours seemed to pass in the blink of an eye. I hadn’t even taken into account where we were or how much time had passed, but my aching body could feel it.

I lifted my head to feel a soft brushing against my arm. I jerked away, only to realise it was just a branch.

I blinked hurriedly, finally aware of where I was. I was back at the lake.

My knees crumbled as soon as I slid off Midnight and I fell hard at the edge of the lake, the sand biting into my soft skin. I punched at the water as the emptiness consumed me. I felt completely and utterly alone. But it was my choice, my decision. This thought kept repeating itself in my head – my choice, my decision. Something I should have taken control of a long time ago.

With a nasty stab, I realised this was the first real decision I ha