The Girl Who Could Not Dream
“Above the post office, the sky was smeared blue. On either side, the buildings were blurry, as if she were seeing them through cloudy glasses. All the windows were gray. She didn’t know why she was here. Did she have to mail a letter? She opened the door to the post office . . .
Inside was a classroom. Back to the door, the teacher was writing on the chalkboard, and Sophie remembered in a rush: watching the dream in the somnium, sitting on the floor with Monster, drinking the bottle. But in the... somnium, the teacher appeared at the end of the dream. She was messing up the order. She was supposed to find the winged ponies first.
Shutting the door, Sophie jogged away from the post office. The houses were indistinct smudges on either side of her. She craned her neck, looking for the white house with blue shutters. The street was silent. No cars, no buses, no bikes.
Behind her, she heard footsteps.
Glancing over her shoulder, she saw the teacher. His face was only a mouth. No eyes. No nose.MoreLess
Inside was a classroom. Back to the door, the teacher was writing on the chalkboard, and Sophie remembered in a rush: watching the dream in the somnium, sitting on the floor with Monster, drinking the bottle. But in the... somnium, the teacher appeared at the end of the dream. She was messing up the order. She was supposed to find the winged ponies first.
Shutting the door, Sophie jogged away from the post office. The houses were indistinct smudges on either side of her. She craned her neck, looking for the white house with blue shutters. The street was silent. No cars, no buses, no bikes.
Behind her, she heard footsteps.
Glancing over her shoulder, she saw the teacher. His face was only a mouth. No eyes. No nose.MoreLess
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