Zahara Rhea
Zahara woke with a ringing in her ears, like church-bells, or an old fashioned phone...or maybe some other annoying item...like an alarm-clock? Had she fallen asleep? Again? She hadn't thought she was that tired from the double shift she had pulled but she must have zonked out after getting home....home...how had she gotten home? She didn't recall the long cold walk she usually had to take..speaking of cold. Why was it so cold?
Zahara peeked her eyes open slowly with a yawn...and was shocked to find she was definitely not in her apartment in New York.
"Where in high hell am I?" Zahara said as she sat up quickly and surveyed the surroundings. This was an unusual place. She hesitated as she got to her feet and brushed herself off. She appeared to be in a beautiful field of multi colored flowers. Deep hues of reds and blues swayed gently around her. Light displays that rivaled that of aurora borealis, highs of green and blue that took her breath away. She felt the sudden need to reach out to the sky. She wanted to touch it...take it with her, become a part of it... Suddenly she heard singing, like a sirens song. A sound so melodic and beautiful it almost broke her heart. Something was very wrong here. This place seemed so familiar, yet she had never been here before. It was so different from her mundane life full of work, sleep, and repeat. She felt at peace...and yet... She knew she could not very well stay here. Purples and oranges caught her eyes as she spun around uncertain of how she had gotten...well wherever the hell here was.
"Impossible?....'Why, sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.'" She murmured to herself, quoting her favorite book 'Alice in Wonderland' as she brushed her hands along the tops of the flowers.
Zahara turned suddenly as she heard a sound of utter terror, and noted a man falling from the sky....but then he was flying up again.
"What...?" She whispered as she took off at a steady pace towards the ...the only work she could think of was....bouncing?....man. Maybe he would know what was gong on in this peculiar world.
"Hello?" She called as she approached him unsure of how a stranger would react to her.
Zahara woke with a ringing in her ears, like church-bells, or an old fashioned phone...or maybe some other annoying item...like an alarm-clock? Had she fallen asleep? Again? She hadn't thought she was that tired from the double shift she had pulled but she must have zonked out after getting home....home...how had she gotten home? She didn't recall the long cold walk she usually had to take..speaking of cold. Why was it so cold?
Zahara peeked her eyes open slowly with a yawn...and was shocked to find she was definitely not in her apartment in New York.
"Where in high hell am I?" Zahara said as she sat up quickly and surveyed the surroundings. This was an unusual place. She hesitated as she got to her feet and brushed herself off. She appeared to be in a beautiful field of multi colored flowers. Deep hues of reds and blues swayed gently around her. Light displays that rivaled that of aurora borealis, highs of green and blue that took her breath away. She felt the sudden need to reach out to the sky. She wanted to touch it...take it with her, become a part of it... Suddenly she heard singing, like a sirens song. A sound so melodic and beautiful it almost broke her heart. Something was very wrong here. This place seemed so familiar, yet she had never been here before. It was so different from her mundane life full of work, sleep, and repeat. She felt at peace...and yet... She knew she could not very well stay here. Purples and oranges caught her eyes as she spun around uncertain of how she had gotten...well wherever the hell here was.
"Impossible?....'Why, sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.'" She murmured to herself, quoting her favorite book 'Alice in Wonderland' as she brushed her hands along the tops of the flowers.
Zahara turned suddenly as she heard a sound of utter terror, and noted a man falling from the sky....but then he was flying up again.
"What...?" She whispered as she took off at a steady pace towards the ...the only work she could think of was....bouncing?....man. Maybe he would know what was gong on in this peculiar world.
"Hello?" She called as she approached him unsure of how a stranger would react to her.