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Tuesday, May 23rd 2006

2:28 PM

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  • Weather: Sunny

Date:         April / 25th / 2007
Location:   Sumner, S.C.
Time:         8:30p.m.

 

    The night is exceptionally warm for April. The full moons glowing light shines down on the deserted beach. As Rhianna pulls back the drapes and looks out the window, she longs to be on that beach. Quickly she grabs her light blue nylon jacket and heads out the back door.

   Every night for the past two weeks something or someone has been calling to her, but every time she takes a walk on the beach she is alone. The voice that calls to her while she sleeps still fresh in her mind.

Soon sweet Rhianna, we will meet.


   She always walks for about an hour each night along the beach hoping to encounter the one whose sweet voice she hears in her dreams. Only stopping long enough to gaze up at the shimmering stars before heading back towards the house.

   Back in the house, in the warmth of her bed she dreams of the one who will someday come to her. He has dark, long flowing hair and piercing green eyes. Always dressed in the finest clothing of a time period that she does not recall. He never speaks to her directly only gazes into her eyes and speaks with his mind as if they are linked. His voice is soft, but deep sounding. You can almost describe it as a caress.

   As Rhianna rouses from bed the next morning she smiles as she remembers her delicious dream of the previous night. She hesitates a little before climbing out of bed even though she knows that she must hurry and get ready for work. All the while wishing she could go back to the dream.

   Through the day as she works, her mind drifts back to the stranger in her dreams.

Who was this stranger haunting her dreams? What does he want?
She wonders.
Is he even real?
These thoughts keep going through her mind.

    Back at home, after dinner Rhianna sets out for her routine nightly walk on the beach. As she steps out onto the deck a strange feeling comes over her. The wind caresses her cheek softly as if a hand were touching it lovingly.

This night is going to be different. She thinks. I can feel it.

  After walking for about ten minutes, the feeling of being watched suddenly consumes her. She is not alone. She becomes uneasy, so she decides to head back to the house. As she turns, she notices a man sitting on a fallen tree trunk looking at her, watching her. He is only a few feet away.

How had she not noticed him sitting there as she passed?
She wonders.

  He seems so familiar, but she can’t place him. Where she might have seen him before she cannot recall. Slowly he stands and walks over to Rhianna. He stops two feet in front of her. At first he doesn’t speak, only looks at her with longing in his eyes. Rhianna then realizes that he is the one from her dreams.

How could this be?
She asks herself.

  Before she has a chance to speak the man takes her hand in his and kisses it gently. Then he speaks.

“Forgive me if I startled you. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Juan.”

  Rhianna just stands there mezmerized, looking at the man for a minute not knowing what to say or do. As she removes her hand from his strong grip she finds her voice and speaks,

"I feel I know you, but at the same time I have no idea who you are."

  Juan looks away from Rhianna towards the water whipping at the edge of the sandy beach only a few feet from where they stood. Then his eyes moved back to hers.

"Rhianna, to tell you the truth you don't know me. We have never met, only in your dreams. It is taking all of my energy and willpower to come to you now. I don't have much time. I need your help. You are the only one who can help me now. Pay attention to your dreams."
    
Slowly he fades away before her eyes....

"Juan? ... Juan!"

 

 

Click here to see what happens next  ...........

I would appreciate any comments and/or Questions. Enjoy!

 

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