"I hate it. I hate not knowing. It urks me so."
She sat up suddenly, and in one fluid motion she was standing.
"Many years this has gone on, and on and on, and for many years I have wondered the meaning of this endless dream. Should it not have a reason to be shown, I want it to leave me alone!!"
Her tone rose as she spoke, her eyes, grey and fiery as the ashes of an enflamed wood. She growled, and turned from them, angry now at herself, for her sudden outburst. She dove into the rough waters, her form disappearing amongst the black waves, which suddenly picked up with her temper. And to the surface, she never rose back up to for air, she stayed at the very bottom of the lake, unwavered by the lack of oxygen, she no longer needed. She sat, upon a rather large rock, her legs crossed beneath her, and her head bowed, staring at her hands that rested so inanimately in her lap. And just as suddenly, all became quiet; the waves became still, frozen in their murderous height. All the water, became frozen. The entire of the ground beneath the others, became frozen over. And at the bottom of the lake, she did not move from her 'sitting position'.
