Passing through the Veil

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As I slept, I dreamed. It was surreal, but so clear. I was walking slowly through what seemed to resemble a mosquito net, perhaps a veil. I was leaving the warmth & comfort of the light & walking alone into the darkness. I was passing through that thin veil that separates life from death. A cool hand touched mine, guiding me through the darkness. I closed my eyes & knew it was him. He was re-assuring me that he would be by my side. He must have sensed my fear. As angry as he made I couldn't help but be somewhat seduced by his presence. It was something I knew I could not fight long enough to win. I was powerless against him. And those thoughts made my heart skip a beat. But I didn't know if it was from excitement or dred.

He picked me up at eight sharp. We left for the city in a limo. I was a bit excited but I tried to hide it from him. I didn't want him to know I could be seduced so easily. I didn't want to appear shallow or cheap. He poured champagne, while speaking of an absolute breath-taking life I was about to embark upon. My only duty was to obey my instinct & always be discreet. It sounded simple. Really.

By the time I realized what gift I had been given, I saw the world as my buffet table. And I was the only on in line. The possibilities seemed endless. And the idea of seducing countless men, and no remorse or regrets, it was overwhelming. But I kept my repose. I didn't want him to know these thoughts consumed me quite yet. Little did I know he was reading my thoughts the entire time, getting amused by them. I became aware of his intrusion of my thoughts. I felt somewhat empowered by this awareness & used it to fight back & block him. It worked. And from that moment, I thought I better learn what I can, then bail. I was better off alone. At least I thought I would be.

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