07-06-2012, 01:33 AM
"A gear for your thoughts?" Ken asked her as he sat down next to her. She nodded, it was luckily in the pocket by the time he sat down next to her. How embarrassing would that be? "You're supposed to be resting, not writing." She pursed her lips and brushed a strand of curls back with her fingers.
She looked up at him, "I had a really odd dream." She wasn't sure whether to tell him or not due to the content. Her cheeks reddened and her eyebrows furrowed. "I was falling in it and there was a clock," her ears perked up as she heard a shift, she glanced behind her shoulder but didn't notice anything different. Her gaze turned up towards the sky. "What does falling mean?" She saw a shooting star and that made her rise to her feet and she clapped her hands together. "Wow!" It had certainly been a while since she last caught sight of one. Closing her eyes she quietly wished upon the star, "Twinkle twinkle little star, I wish for things to go well." A small smile played on her lips and she sat back down. She looked at Ken and pointed up at the sky, "I saw a shooting star, Ken!"
She acted like a little kid whom had just received candy. She giggled, hoping her wish would come true. "Do you think there'll be more?" If she was to see another shooting star then she would wish for them all to be safe. She tapped her chin gently, watching the sky. 'That star was beautiful. How many more will fall tonight? Where do they land when they fall?'
She turned her gaze back to Ken, her finger held still against her chin gently. "What would you wish upon a star?" She tilted her head inquisitively.
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