On the Play Field of Battle, Such As It Was

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With his usual knack for going unseen, Alex slipped from the classroom and bolted for the outside door. A quick left out the heavy, metal door, and he was rounding the side of the building to the wide play yard. There the lady in black stockings continued to lead Janine by the hand, going slowly as if walking upstream.

Mind sprinting along as fast as his young legs, Alex struggled between perception, logic, and intuition. He began to close the distance easily but had no idea what to do against an adult, woman or not. Ideas, mostly bad ones, flitted into his mind with the passing breeze.

I should tackle her at the knees.
I could grab Janine and pull her away.
I’m going to pee myself.

Then in a moment of calm came the answer, I must cry out loud. He doubted. He double-thought himself.

Alex stopped in the pale grass and yelled, “Janine!” Reality snapped. The spell was broken. The lady in black stockings vanished, and the shadows receded once more into the woods, leaving Janine in a heap.

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  1. Avatar ElshaHawk (LoA)

    what?! you really stretched out the middle, making it more dreamlike, if indeed this spell is disorienting..
    I am baffled! this is a mystery to me! wow

  2. Avatar Marli

    Black stockings eh. Possibly Alex was prewarned unconciously that something was going to befall Janine or…there is something evil lurking in the mist preying on young children.mmmm.

  3. Avatar Coccinella

    I like the struggle between perception, logic and intuition. I struggle with Janine in a heap- very unclear image and doesn’t really tell me whether that’s her, done for, or whether it’s going onward from here…

  4. Toonrmicon Robotech_Master

    I remember from my childhood days how hard it was to speak out loud in the middle of a dream. But if I did speak out loud I usually ended up waking up.

    This reminds me of that.

  5. Avatar ethelthefrog

    Sounds exactly like my own school days…

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