I had a dream when I was a child that left me with a shaken heart. That night, I lost the words to speak - and what once was a part of comfort - had next, become a lie.
I felt amiss. As if I had stumbled and fallen - upon this life after living apart a thousand years.
And all I could remember of that dream -
was that it was a dream of many colors.
It startled me. Senseless - as if before that dream, I hadn't ever truly seen color. But - hadn't I?