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                     NIGHTMARES  ————–  FAMILIAR  SHADOWS  OVER  ONE  SO  SERENE,         you  know  their  taste  and  sound  and  feel,  blades  within  your  glass-heart,  chest  cavity  thorn  open.        gentle  is  the  hand  of  the  dethroned  monarch,     a  flutter  of  butterfly’s  wing  against  the  child’s  cheek  before  you  wrap  steady  arms  around  her  form  so  that  you  may  lift  her  away  from  the  ground  and  up  against  against  your  bosom.         &&  whilst  she  may  be  no  infant  to  be  rocked  to  sleep,  the  gentle  sway  of  your  body  is  familiar,  the  hum  delicate,  A  FORGOTTEN  LULLABY,  as  bare  feet  carrying  the  both  of  you  to  the  open  garden.

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                                         “  NOTHING  CAN  HARM  YOU,  BUG,  ”     a  promise,  but  also  a  THREAT  to  the  great  great  blackness,  to  the  creatures  lurking  in  the  shadows,  for  while  you  may  wield  no  sword  of  light  nor  blasters  blazing,  you  are  MANDO  first  and  foremost,  and  you  protect  those  of  your  clan.          “  want  to  talk  about  it  ??  ”    brush  of  lips  across  cherubic  cheek,  hands  worn  down  by  time  tap  against  a  button  nose.              “  it  helps  if  you  share  the  burned  with  others,  you  know.  ”

SHE  CURLS  INTO  THE  GENTLE  EMBRACE, ever susceptive to the smallest and kindest of gestures. The bubble of anxiety that bloomed in her chest lessened in time with the steady beat of a heart ‘neath her cheek. It’s almost enough to banish the shades that tap at her shoulders with sharp claws, almost, but not quite. She remains wary of every rustling leaf and soft sigh of wind as the pad through the garden. Tiny fingers grasp as a brightly hued blossom they passed by, slipping it proudly into cornsilk hair as they come to rest under arched branches.

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❝ –––––– ––– –––  It was. .  . ❞  Rey utters haltingly, worrying at her lower lip until it ached, unsure that  she ought to say anything at all but bursting to tell all the same  ❝  It was about Ben.  .  . I couldn’t see him, but I KNEW it was him I promise.  .  . I was walking through the dark and I heard him crying.  I tried to find him and help him, but.  .  . It just kept getting DARKER. ❞   her swollen lips are pursed now in childish frustration, angry that she had been afraid and had not found the boy that was THRICE as fearful as she herself was.

❝ There was something in the dark with us and it was hurting him, making him afraid. I couldn’t save him, I had to wake up.  .  .  ❞  The girl sounds tearful now and looks down at her bare toes morosely, digging them into cool, neatly trimmed grass. ❝ If I stayed it would get me too and then we would both be eaten… Am I selfish, mama? I wanted to help so bad, but if we’re both gone how can I? ❞

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