Taunting Dreams: Taunting Dreams
by Jannah
DISCLAIMER - Umm, wait! Nothing to disclaimhere! I did not use a BtVS person!! And, no people, "she" IZ NOT Buffy!! (If you didn't get that, read the piece first!!) "She" iz a future Slayer.



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She turned, tormented in her sleep. She knew, subconsciously, that she was at home, sleeping, trying to forgot, to repress those awful memories, to lose those secret thoughts she had thought, but she also knew, in some sort of strange realization, that she was somewhere. Away from home, away from America, away from Earth. She was elsewhere.

But, just as she perceived the idea of elsewhere, it became an actual place, it seemed to exist. Elsewhere. Elsewhere where? Where was this Elsewhere she was seeing in this taunting dream?

She often thought dreams taunted her. They complicated the actual point, idea of the message that came through the dream.

So she was Elsewhere. Elsewhere wasn't quite clear. It was foggy, or smoky, and her vision was blurred. She squinted, trying to see more clearly. Suddenly, Elsewhere, she understood was a metaphorical place, it existed, but not really, it was just ... somewhere else.

She heard voices, calling to her, telling her things. The jumbled up language they used, the different words and languages, so muddled, she didn't understand. Wind blew snow (or was it dust? She couldn't be sure) around her in swirls and the source of the sounds couldn't be determined. She couldn't quite grasp the concept of the dream.

She perceived advice, wisdom, and age. She also perceived future, and hope. She perceived both Heaven and Hell, God and Satan. She perceived all things that fought against one another, and all the causes of those fights.

(centered, italics) Love is life ... Good is to Evil ... The best recourse ... No concept of time; ... Emotions are definitely ... Let there be light! ... He need say only Be! ... He who cherishes ... in its entirety ... is as Love is to Hate ... is the middle course ... it is unreal ... the key to understanding ... and there was light ... and it is ... understanding prospers (end center, italics)

This was heard, in mixed bits and fragments of senseless chatter. But she realized that there was sense to it, she apperceived it. She felt the meaning of the passionately intoned words, the seemingly irrational prattle. She felt the vehemence of the meaning, the nessicity to understand these words, the love for humanity embodied in them. She felt all things, good and bad, right and wrong, beloved and hated. She felt all of it. She knew, suddenly, the truth in its very words, the secrets to the real peace of mind, the ways to save all that she knew, including herself, to prevent what had happened before from happening again. She knew the greatest piece of knowledge, that could save the very existence of humanity.

She then awoke from her taunting dream. As she sat pondering its meaning, she wondered why no one before her had been granted this knowledge, this God-given piece of wisdom.

The door of realization, the first of many, opened for her. She saw the truth of this place we call "earth" and this existence we call "humanity." She saw in sadness our image of goodness, and right, and virtue is severely scrambled, like a snowy television screen. She saw the truth in our so-called humanity, its immorality, its injustice, its wrong-doing. She saw all these things.

She saw also kindness and good. She saw those things that people believe exist only in fairy tales. She saw the truth, that humanity had some hope, some faith, and some virtue. She saw the integrity and empathy and valor inside the souls of humans. She saw and she knew.


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