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Dream Weaver’s Flight of Angels
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Dream Weaver’s Flight of Angels |
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Startime Member Ascendant
since 2000-10-03
Posts 5918Canada 
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Dream Weaver’s Flight of Angels Karen Torbiak 2000 It had been an exhausting day and she just wanted to rest from all the stress that made her shoulders ache and her walk drag as she entered her apartment, throwing her purse and keys on the sofa It is an early evening and the sun's warmth was pouring in her living room, from the balcony doors, bringing with it streams of light casting themselves into sweet patters as they danced across her floor She fixed herself a cooling drink and with a sigh went out to the balcony, where she could enjoy the warm breezes of this early autumn evening and not think of the office or the amount of work that would be waiting tomorrow She sat back in her favorite chair and placed her drink upon the side table as she leaned back and closed her eyes against the glare of the sun but not realizing how tired she really was fell, instantly asleep She opened her eyes to a sensation of something on her back, not quite a weight but something that wasn’t there before and felt somehow alien and yet it was like the most natural feeling she had ever experienced She realized once her eyes were open that she was standing and that the world was covered in a blanket of darkness telling her night had fallen and all was quiet in her world where the only sound was that of a cat calling out Still feeling a strangeness upon her back reached behind her, then with a sudden gasp pulled her hand away telling herself she could not possibly have felt what her senses had told her she had, still the feeling of softness was unmistakable Looking skyward she focused on the beautiful, perfect blackness above her, loving the night as she did she looked up to a clear night sky and took a deep breath as she marveled at the many stars now visible and sparkling brightly Shaking her head she tried, without success, to rid her mind of what her hand had encountered, still she knew what she had felt, so with a nervous wonder she reached back again only to now know that she now had wings Turning away from the night sky she gazed, with complete shock, at the reflection of herself in the sliding doors of her balcony and gasped audibly as she saw stretched out behind her the most beautiful pair of angelic wings Giggling with great delight she came to the conclusion that this was the most magnificent of dreams and she was going to enjoy every minute, for in her heart she had always dreamed of having a pair of angel wings to fly the night sky With the joy of a child discovering the most wonderful of toys she gazed with love and wonder at her wings as she opened and closed them with great ease as if they responded to her thoughts rather than anything she could do physically With another gasp of astonishment she has finally noticed her image completely in the glass and quickly became lost in the vision of what she sees before her, convincing her more and more that this has to be the most wonderful dream Reflected in the glass she sees a vision of the most beautiful woman, who she knows to be herself, dressed in a flowing, red, silk gown, laced through with golden threads that shimmered as the gentle moonlight reflected off the delicately woven material Having lost herself in her reflection she is startled to hear a noise, like none other, coming from behind her so with her heart pounding and holding her breath she slowly starts to turn around that she may see what is causing the strange sound It appears shocks are what this night if filled with for as she turns around she is met with the most amazing sight of a man, with angel wings, flying just above her balcony and giving her the most beautiful smile from a face lit up dark eyes sparkling with the joy of life Reaching his hand to her, he moves closer, flapping his gigantic wings, with the greatest ease, as he floats over the rail and lands, lightly, before her where he proceeds to take her in his arms and lay the gentlest of kisses on her lips Then taking her hand in his and delicately tracing the lines on her palm, with his fingertips, he raises it to his lips and with a sparkle of love in his eyes brushes it tenderly with his lips, sending fire up her arm and into her heart Opening his wings, he motions for her to do the same and then with great patience proceeds to teach her how to use her wings to gently lift herself from the floor and hover in the air still safe with the knowledge she is not high A feeling of exhilaration fills her heart as she moves her wings with ease and lifts gracefully off the floor, to seemingly float in the air beside this incredible, winged man with the dancing eyes and kisses that bring a blush of remembrance to her cheeks Again taking her hand in his, he leads her further still from the safety of her home to soar with her into the velvet blackness of a starlit sky, fulfilling all the dreams and fantasies she has ever had, and giving her feeling of the soft night air caressing her Joy fills her heart and soul as she spends an eternity, yet only one night, soaring the heavens with an angel like herself who looks upon her with a tenderness and care that she knows is love like no other she has ever felt for this love flies free from the heart Seeing the skies begin to grow light they return to her balcony where he takes her into his arms and embracing her with his wings he bends down to place the most possessive of kisses upon her lips with the promise of more to come A feeling of the most complete serenity flows through her as she rest her head upon his shoulder and closes her eyes sighing with pleasure at the peace she feels only to open her eyes and find herself alone and still seated in her chair on the balcony A sigh of deep sadness comes from her very soul as she realizes it was just a dream and dreams can never become reality, when suddenly, with a start of surprise, she see laying upon the floor of her balcony is a long white feather bringing a smile to her face as she thinks, maybe they can Love I leave with you my friend whether it be in your life or of yet the essense of your dreams. http://path2riches.com |
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SEA 
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
You know I loved this amazing story of angels and wishes and dreams coming true....so beautiful!  -SEA |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
As I am partial to angels and wings, you knew I would come in to read...a nice story... Karilea If I whisper, will you listen?... I would rather be silent and write, than speak loudly and be bound. KRJ |
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Startime Member Ascendant
since 2000-10-03
Posts 5918Canada |
Thank you so much SEA and SUNSHINE. You always make me feel good about the little fantasies I weave. Much love from me to you both. Love I leave with you my friend whether it be in your life or of yet the essense of your dreams. http://path2riches.com |
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Balladeer
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Startime, you are an incredible romantic with an amazing imagination. You need to compile all of these...and may your fantasies all come true |
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Startime Member Ascendant
since 2000-10-03
Posts 5918Canada |
*sigh* coming from someone as romantic as you are, it is high praise, indeed. Thank you, dear one. Dreams I weave and in the weaving I loose myself in flight among the stars. I love love. It gives me so much joy to see it in others and in the seeing my visions come to keep me company. Much love to you from me, dear one. Love I leave with you my friend whether it be in your life or of yet the essense of your dreams. http://path2riches.com |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
once again you are hand in hand..I loved this and I think I will go to sleep now with this being the golden thread~~~~ to gently weave me a dream to sleep by..thank you huggzz ~Wynter "The worst prison would be a closed heart". ...Pope John Paul II |
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mutington Member
since 2000-11-29
Posts 132New Jersey, USA |
** BEAUTIFUL AS ALWAYS ...STARTIME !!!** ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Joyce  "I can live by myself, but not within myself." |
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Marsha
since 2000-07-10
Posts 7423Maidstone Kent England |
Startime, this is so utterly beautiful, the promise of angels brought me to read and in reading I lost myself, only to discover myself. Oh this is sheer magic, I really love this one. And yes dreams come true, if you have faith they come true. Take care Mushy Marsha Take back the hope you gave,- I claim Only a memory of the same Robert Browning |
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