Dreamscape

Finally it’s here! The first of my dream-story-posts! :)

DeviantArt ~Pestilence

The alarms wailed their warning as the storm rapidly approached the city. Rain had begun to pour increasingly a couple of hours ago, and now people were being evacuated in buses before the streets flooded and became impassable. The streets were however already overflowing with people. An atmosphere of barely contained hysteria permeated the air as I stepped out of my house. I thought it was all a disaster waiting to happen.

The people were being ushered into buses, and  when my turn came I sat beside classmates all drenched and cold. The bus made its way slowly to the city’s border, down a road that ran parallel to the sea. The waves were terrible in their fury, pounding against the cliffs. I screamed as one managed to pour over them and hit our bus, making it collide with a barrier on the other side of the road. It was impossible to leave the city this way, and so the bus turned to take us back.

DeviantArt ~Meral

It dropped us off in a public plaza, where apparently everyone was being told to return to their homes once again because the evacuation couldn’t be completed. I had already decided to go home, and without saying goodbye to my friends I started walking away, except I felt a hand on my shoulder.

Turning I see it’s him. Him whom I’ve known and liked forever, yet never had the audacity to tell. Telling me good luck, he walks away. But I stand there, at a crossroads looking at his retreating back, knowing that if I don’t say anything, it’ll be the last time I see him.

I call out to him, and he stops.

I call out again, louder this time, and he turns.

I run to him and stand before him for a minute before asking, “What are you doing right now?”

DeviantArt ~Midnight Rain

Taking my hand, he smiles. “Waiting for you,” he says, and I just know that I’ve made the right choice. 

We walk down the road together.