Dance For Me - FIVE -It was break time. They had sent her back to school. Thinking it was for the best to keep her mind off things. Three days after his accident and her brother was said to be Stable. He hadnt woken up since the last time. Emily had lived through the past few days with baited breath. Jumping whenever the phone rang, rushing to answer in case it was news on her brother. She was on tenterhooks, waiting, just waiting.It was quiet in the library. She sat, wasting the minutes away by reading a book. Although her eyes were fixed on the same spot on the page and she hadnt changed the page at all.A shadow fell over the untouc
Dance For Me -FOUR-"They said she'd be ere'""Well I can't see her can I?""Well turn your flashlight on you tosser""But it's practically daylight"The muffled voices reached Emily's ears. Shadowy figures obscured her vision. One was bent over her and flashed a light into her face. It burned her retinas and made her eyes stream."Here she is."Emily, still drowsy began to surface. Her dream was fading away but she held onto it long enough to remember the face of the boy in it. It was becoming ever clearer. She knew it was someone she recognised, it was just unclear who."Wha..." she mumbled as the torch shined inn her face again."It's alright love, it
Dance For Me -THREE-"Emily, listen to your dad when he is speaking to you!"Emily's head snapped up from her daydream. Her mother was glaring at her from across the breakfast table. There was milk running down her chin and a discarded cereal bowl nearby. Emily tried her best not to smirk at the sight. She turned to her dad who was glaring at her."Yeh?" she said in a I dont really care voice."Whats this we hear about you getting a detention?"Uh oh. She was in the deep waters now. Better return to the shallows she thought."Oh that, it was nothing, little mistake thats all."Her dad was clearly not satisfied with her answer."Little mis
Dance For Me -TWO-Dance for me. Dance for me.The words echoed in her head. She woke with sweat pouring from her forehead, her heart beating rapidly and her breathing fast as if shed just run a marathon.Her eyes were wild and her hair a tangle. She drew a few deep ragged breaths and tried to calm herself down. The man in her dream had no face, and yet she felt it was becoming clearer every time she dreamt it.She sat and thought. She did this a lot. Whenever she was stressed or frightened she would put on some soothing music and either lie down and relax, or dance. That was Emily's one huge passion. Dance. The stories of how people start ballet in
Dance For Me -ONE-Emily kicked the pebble. It bounced merrily in front of her; Carefree, no worries in the world at all. It felt silly to think this but the thought entered her mind of how wonderful it would be to be a pebble. She sighed and pulled her weighted school bag further onto her back. The straps dug into her shoulders as she trudged dreamily on. She paid no heed to the chilling wind that attacked her. It tried to enter her warmth through small gaps in her clothes. Her shirt was untidy, tie loose. That morning had been a rush. Waking up thinking it was still the holidays. All she wanted to do that morning was stay in bed and relive the magnificent dre
I've always liked brushes that scatter, I'll probably use these lots. :3