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butterflydreaming) wrote2004-09-16 10:52 pm
butterflydreaming) wrote2004-09-16 10:52 pm
EotD: Keychain
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nanowrimo
Last night I dreamed about a keychain, an ordinary steel one, the kind with a clip at one end and a short bit of slinky chain. There was a key at each end, and I was burying in a small garden with a pond, but I feared that it would be found by the gardeners, because the garden was clearly well tended. I was looking for a rock that had not been moved in a long time, one that was perhaps hidden.
The keys were important, the thing looked for by my foe. Moments before I had run from him and his masked henchmen, down a hilly residental street that was quiet in the dim light of the fading day. Just ahead of them, I had darted into the gardened courtyard of a peaceful apartment complex.
I woke, and wondered about the locks that the keys were meant to fit.
. . .
nanowrimoLast night I dreamed about a keychain, an ordinary steel one, the kind with a clip at one end and a short bit of slinky chain. There was a key at each end, and I was burying in a small garden with a pond, but I feared that it would be found by the gardeners, because the garden was clearly well tended. I was looking for a rock that had not been moved in a long time, one that was perhaps hidden.
The keys were important, the thing looked for by my foe. Moments before I had run from him and his masked henchmen, down a hilly residental street that was quiet in the dim light of the fading day. Just ahead of them, I had darted into the gardened courtyard of a peaceful apartment complex.
I woke, and wondered about the locks that the keys were meant to fit.
. . .