Deep Sleep

Deep Sleep   by D. Avery

The stone dreamt of cold grinding ice and was not afraid; dreamt of twisting transforming heat and was not afraid; dreamt of the crushing weight of oceans, and was not afraid; dreamt of the acidic embrace of mosses and was not afraid. The stone dreamt it was asleep and dreaming that it was asleep and dreaming of timelessness and fearlessness. The stone dreamt that it was the Earth, that it was the universe, that it was a tossed pebble.

Photo on 4-21-17 at 4.32 PM

She awakened suddenly, slowly, acclimating herself to her limbs, her body, to the return from dreaming of being a stone.

 

 

 Carrot Ranch; June 22, 2017 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story that involves a dream. This action could have happened while awake, such as daydreaming, or make up a dream when asleep. Go where the prompt leads as it could be a nightmare or just fond memories or ambition.

5 thoughts on “Deep Sleep

  1. Drama? The main character is truly a stone. I only put in that last bit because I hadn’t used all 99 words and also as human interest for readers. (Many, unaware of their inner lives, find stones somewhat boring)

    Thanks for rolling by Norah. No moss on you!

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  2. You have a way that lends one to think you are the Stone Whisperer. Deep between the lines I see courage forged and like how you use the repetitive “dreamt of…” to show just how much and for how long a stone can take. It makes our human fears seem so minuscule.

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    • I like this one too. I was just playing with the idea of stones, which do often appear sleepy, having nightmares, but then realized, hey this is stone, this is how they are formed, and it’s all a cycle, so they have the perspective and the wisdom to not be afraid or anxious and to know that they are a part of it All, and it All goes on. (Think about that next time someone says “dumb as a box of rocks”.)

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      • I have great respect for stones! Sitting upon bedrock or holding a metamorphic rock, one can’t help but wonder their process, agree and wisdom. Another topic for cider and conversation.

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