Unicorns and Bunny Rabbits

Oct 11, 2008 13:08

     The pretty, puffy clouds were so wispy today. She laughed as a unicorn danced towards the prince, and then frowned when they were replaced by a twisted, twirling dragon. The bunny she was playing with earlier came back and his long white ears stood out against the light blue of the sky. She was watching a princess when the sky completely disappeared, replaced by the harsh glow of orange lights and a solid cement ceiling.
     "Mommy, what happened to my princess?"
     The woman in the front seat just kept chatting away on her cell phone, something about charts and seats and an angry old man who's name was Boss.
     The little girl turned her eyes back towards the orange lights, counting them as they flew by. They looked like big fireflies but their color was off and they weren't as friendly. She was at 7 fireflies when suddenly a loud roar ripped through the dark tunnel. She jumped back into the middle of the seat, her face no longer pressed against the glass. From there, she saw a little yellow car drive by, but it was missing its roof, and there were mean-looking people waving their hands and screaming at the ceiling. She wondered if the dragon was chasing them and that's why they were yelling. Her mother in the front seat just glanced out the window and muttered "stupid teenagers" before talking about Boss again.
     She went back to her window, her nose against the glass as she looked for the dragon chasing the little car. She didn't see it, but that didn't matter - she had seen the bright speck of white light getting bigger and bigger. Soon the big orange fireflies started getting darker as the white light got brighter. She sunk back into the cushions of the seat, her eyes following the edge of the light until it was right on top of her. It was so bright she had to blink a lot before she could see again. And then her bunny was back and the prince had found the princess. She giggled as the unicorn pranced away towards the big office buildings of downtown.

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all_unwritten 397: "the light at the end of the tunnel."

all_unwritten

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