Prompt 409: Dreaming In The Dark (A Thirteen Drabble)
for all_unwritten
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Thirteen didn't enjoy thinking about dreams. Inevitably, they would boil down to a dream where she grew old. And, that wasn't a dream. It was a fantasy. Dreams were sometimes attainable if you tried. Dream of being a doctor? Easy-- just work your ass off and go through medical school. Easy. But fantasies were something that you had no chance of obtaining. And reality always came crashing down onto fantasies.
But, sometimes, when the moon was out, the blinds were drawn and the lights off, Thirteen indulged these fantasy dreams. Dreaming in the dark dulled the harshness of her reality.
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Thirteen didn't enjoy thinking about dreams. Inevitably, they would boil down to a dream where she grew old. And, that wasn't a dream. It was a fantasy. Dreams were sometimes attainable if you tried. Dream of being a doctor? Easy-- just work your ass off and go through medical school. Easy. But fantasies were something that you had no chance of obtaining. And reality always came crashing down onto fantasies.
But, sometimes, when the moon was out, the blinds were drawn and the lights off, Thirteen indulged these fantasy dreams. Dreaming in the dark dulled the harshness of her reality.