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*The Beginning of a Fantasy*

The light cascaded through the tall French windows of the small, dimly lit room providing the only light for its inhabitants, save for the small lamp that concentrated solely on a young woman of about nineteen years of age. Arvina, if you would please... The young woman\rquote s brow crinkled, giving off the impression that she was unsure as where to begin. She searched the room for someone, or somewhere- just a place to start. Take your time. She looked to the floor, and took a deep breath. \par When I was three, they began by dreams. The girl straightened herself in the papa san, and looked out the window. Her eyes glistened as she began her tale. Ever since the day I started living on the streets, after Mom died, they came to me every night. The doctor scribbled a few comments on his small notepad. Just at night? Never while you were napping, or sleeping during the day? The girl gaze continued to cast itself out the window. So, just at night?. The doctor raised his brow slightly, and gave a slight nod as if to say, Interesting. He continued with the interrogation, Has it the same dream?\par At this point the girl stopped looking outside, and rested her eyes on the floor again. So, but it was all like a story. The doctor stopped writing. Like a story? The girl nodded, Yes, it was never the same dream, but they followed one another. Continued from where I had left off, like a story.\par A young girl playfully crouched in the knee-high grass of an opening. She had been here before. ARVINA!! AAARRRVIIIINNNAAAA!!!! At the sound of her name, she crouched even lower. She tried hard to muffle, if not all silence the sound of her giggling. A small boy stepped into the clearing. ARVINAAAAAAA!!! WHERE ARE YOU??? The look of frustration on his face was so touching, if the girl had looked up at that moment, she would have leapt out from her hiding spot, and shouted back, Here I am! But she didn\rquote t look up. The boy looked around, gave up, and sat down under the branches of a nearby tree and started crying. He began sobbing, -Ar-vina where are you? I can\rquote t find you. At this point, the girl could no longer hear the shouts of the boy, and she looked up to find him, and saw him crying at the tree. Her smile fell, and she yelled, Tres! I\rquote m here!! Tres looked up to see his small friend peeking over the top of the golden grass, her head just visible over the crest, and slightly tilted. \par His mouth dropped, and he shouted at her, I should sell you back to the sprites that brought you here! At the comment, Arvina laughed, and fell backwards laughing. Tres marched towards her. Don\rquote t laugh! It\rquote s not funny! She looked up at him through smiling eyes, if it wasn\rquote t, she mused, I wouldn\rquote t be laughing. The young boy placed his hands on his hips, pouted, and began stomping off, as small children are won\rquote t to do. Seeing him mad, the girl ran after him, oh, I\rquote m sorry, Tres! Really! She threw her arms around him and gave him a hug worthy of a little sister\rquote s. He smiled, and kissed the small girl\rquote s forehead. Have to get going now, Arvina. I\rquote ll see you tomorrow! The girl let go and waved after him, as he ran off into the distance. As he disappeared over the horizon, she slumped to her knees, and let out a long sigh. Tomorrow is too far away...