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Archive for February 26th, 2010

Reorganizing a Bit

I just thought I would draw your attention to some changes I’m administering to make Lucid Waking more visitor-friendly. Expect some organization issues to be fixed and some content to be edited.

Or, just focus on the fiction and don’t worry about what’s happening on the sidebar.

Runaway

        All she had were the clothes she was wearing and two dogs. Yet, she was happy. She left her fiancé’s mansion before dawn and had set out with his two greyhounds down the road that ran a few miles from the back of his property. The blizzard was actually a blessing; the wind hid her tracks and obscured her figure escaping via the side of the road.
        Although feeling free was a cliché, that was how she felt. There was a small fear driving her, but by noon she had realized he wasn’t going to follow her. She was hungry, but glad for some sort of primal motivation apart from the concentrated, benign lifestyle that she had been through. It was refreshing to live off of the actual land.
        Though her first night was yet to come, she felt good, cold, and satisfyingly achy. The dogs would help keep her warm and hopefully find some sort of food. She headed off the road and made her way to thicker fields. Nature as her protector, she didn’t mind the numb feeling in her feet and hands. She knew she wasn’t going to die and she continued. Where: she didn’t know.

Author’s comments on post 355: I wanted to write about something other than relationships, so you get this. Another tomorrow.