[She can't breathe at first, waking, forcing herself to consciousness, trying to tell herself that it's not all dark, that she isn't trapped. Slowly self-awareness reasserts itself. She's not drowning. She's not sinking.
What was this? Some sort of warning? Mona ponders it for a time. Wings, flight. It had been a lovely feeling for a moment, but then everything went downhill. Maybe it was her brain sorting out this place, her reactions, what she was to do.
Mona will not sink, though, she decides. She will push, and she will find a way forward. The dream was a good thing, she thinks. It helps her to focus. She wants to fly. Maybe one day she'll figure out how to.]
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Second night
Date: 2011-04-13 08:48 pm (UTC)What was this? Some sort of warning? Mona ponders it for a time. Wings, flight. It had been a lovely feeling for a moment, but then everything went downhill. Maybe it was her brain sorting out this place, her reactions, what she was to do.
Mona will not sink, though, she decides. She will push, and she will find a way forward. The dream was a good thing, she thinks. It helps her to focus. She wants to fly. Maybe one day she'll figure out how to.]