She laid on the beach at peace with her self and the world at large. Just in the distance she watched as he and her little meadow ran along the shore playing, their laughter echoing in the distance, she turned and smiled at her mom who looked like one with no worries.
Suddenly the sky turned grey and the sight before her was gory. “No!” she sat up abruptly “please don’t!” her heart rate increased at the brutality she was about to witness, sweat dripping down her face as though she’d been soaked in a thunderstorm.
The more she reached out the further they got, the dam broke as she watched her mother and little meadow being raped to death, their helpless cries piercing her heart like jagged ends of a broken bottle, incapacitated by her fear she could only scream as he was beheaded, nooo!
She woke with a start, drenched in her own sweat, she hugged her legs and began to silently sob.
The grandfather clock on her table showed 1:47am , this was going to be a long night…..