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The second, flawed copy of To Dream Again. I will keep it on here of course, but I'm most proud of the third and final edition of To Dream Again. View table of contents...


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Submitted:Jan 15, 2013    Reads: 1,300    Comments: 332    Likes: 155   


Prologue

My dearest beauty,

Endless miles of salty, warm ocean water lay beneath me.

High above, near the surface of the ocean, or so I suspected, was a glowing ball of light.

These two facts, of course all irrelevant to you, were all that I knew for four, long years.

Years. Can you imagine that? Please do, for then perhaps you can understand the anger-nay, the rage thundering in my heart. Just think for a moment, if you are capable, that all you now know is this: You are in an empty, eternally deep ocean. A glowing ball of light, also an infinite distance away, is your only companion.

All I could do was swim towards the light, as a moth is drawn to a flame. Upwards I swam, never feeling fatigue in my muscles and joints, only my heart felt the weariness of despair.

Despair, not a word I use lightly, or flippantly. Hopelessness wouldn't be accurate, since I knew that if I was to reach the 'glowing ball of light' I would achieve freedom. I did have hope, though it was infinitesimal, that my luminescent accompaniment would give me leave of this hell.

Hell, again not a word I use lightly. I am sure, if hell exists, that it matches the description of the place I was in for four years. Hot, vacant, nothingness, despair; all adjectives that describe both hell and the place I was in.

What was I in, you might ask?

I cannot tell you, for I'm afraid, that answer has evaded even me.

How did I enter, you might ask?

Again, I cannot tell you with certainty how that came about.

How did I leave? Now that, I'm pleased to say, is a question I can answer with much validity. For it was only yesterday that I left that hell. Oh yes, it's only been thirteen hours that I can now taste freedom.

It's a most delicious taste.

And it's all thanks to you, my dear.

Four years is time enough to realize that it was you who cast me into that hell. I may not know exactly how I was put there, but I know that it was you who caused it.

And I want answers.

So how did I escape? Well, to put it simply, the ball of light was indeed my ticket to freedom. One day, it expanded throughout the entire ocean, filling it with its warm, radiant light. I was consumed by it, as fear saturated my heart, not knowing what was happening.

Then, as one wakes from a deep sleep, so I did. I needed to only open my eyes.

Now that I'm awake, free of that eternal ocean-that hell, I'm ready for answers.

And you my dear, will give them to me.

Yours truly,

Markus Anderson





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