posted on Aug, 14 2010 @ 07:11 AM
In a land of dreams and smoke!
It was just a normal day, in a normal month, in a normal year for Kim as she lay reading her favourite poems of her day. She lay on her tummy with her
legs in the air, swaying from side to side in an almost tidal motion. Her hair as gold as the sun and as soft as silk, Her eyes as big and as sparkly
as the moon. Her lips as tender as a butterflies wing. Whilst reading she hears an unfamiliar sound. “ What could that be?” She ponders, Floating
to the window she sees a pillar of smoke and a orange glow that could only suggest a fire in the far distance. As the hours pass Kim falls into a
graceful undisturbed sleep where she begins to dream the most vivid dream of her short life.
“ How can I help you? “ asks a strangely dressed man.
“ Ermmm I would like to know where the Kings castle is please?”
“ Down the street there and to your right, you cant miss it m’lady “
“ Why thank you kind sir” Kim gracefully replies.
Making her way along the pebbled path she notices that this is not like the world she fell asleep in and cant help but get the feeling she has been
here before. The sights and sounds all seem too familiar as she reaches the castle which stands proud and bold in the sun lit skyline. Upon entering
the mammoth front entrance Kim hears a familiar voice.
“Well hello there fair lady “
“ H…..Hello “ Kim sheepishly replies still not sure who this person is.
“ I ponder as to why you are here this fine day Princess, shouldn’t you be in the next shire? “
“ My business is done there my lord “ She quickly blurts out without a thought.
“ Well your prince awaits you in his quarters dear child “ The monstrous jolly man chuckles.
Standing alone in this massive hallway Kim starts to notice paintings dawning the walls. Scaning over them she stops at one which seems so familiar, a
young majestic prince stands nobly in a suit of armour that shines so bright it almost seems like its made entirely of light. The face of the prince
brings butterflies to Kim’s tummy and she hurriedly makes her way up the swooping staircase to try and locate the faced that made her smile. Upon
entering the door at the end of a long hallway kim sees the prince standing there. He makes his way swiftly towards the princess, takes her hand and
pulls her close. Gently pressing his lips against hers, Kims heart misses a beat and all goes black.
Waking up to reality Kim feels incredibly in love with this almost perfect figure from her dream. Climbing out of bed and checking the time, Kim
realises she has an hour to get to work. Kim is a nurse in the local hospital and really loves her job for she makes a difference in peoples lives.
Hours have passed and Kim is working hard in the hospital when she is called to ward 3 where there is a bed obscured by curtains. Reading the chart
she sees the victim was part of a car crash only yesterday. Opening the curtains , Kim drops the clipboard and loses her breath. “ That
face…….it…..it cant be! “ She struggles to think. The man looks at Kim and lets loose a smile that can only suggest that he recognises her
“ My saviour, My Princess! “ the man softly whispers.
“ My Love, My Prince! “ The reply comes so naturally to Kim.
Slowly making her way towards the bed Kim feels a sense of complete euphoria and its overwhelmed at how much love is being passed to and fro just from
eyes. Taking his hand she feels the same missed beat in her heart. Slowly lying down next to this man she closes her eyes and whispers “ I love you
my prince, I always have and always will. “
“ I love you too my princess! “
Weeks pass and the man fully recovers and a love blossoms that most would only ever dare to dream about.
All the while Kim knows it was fate. Her eyes glow with a brightness only equalled by the sun and her face always wears a smile for she has now found
the love of her life. Lying in bed that night with her head on his shoulder, Kim’s heart beats so loud it resembles a war drum. Her eyes slowly fall
shut and a single thought crosses her mind.
“ I am the Princess and I have my Prince “