Into the Dreaming: PROLOGUE "A Place of Silvery Leaves" (Fantasy Y/A novel)

-I wrote the following novel nearly two decades ago. In the years between then and now I've not only honed my craft; my perception of this world, my thoughts and ideas, have changed dramatically. I still enjoy the premise however, and have decided to do an overhaul of revisions and rewrites in the future.

For now I hope you will enjoy a glimpse into my book writing beginnings...

Prologue

Aliyah found herself in a strange place all alone, and although she was only five, she wasn’t afraid. She didn’t know how she came to be here, but somehow it all seemed very familiar. Her thoughtful little mind puzzled over it, then decided she must be dreaming. It was very different from her usual dreams though- she didn't normally know she was asleep in those.

She was sitting on a rock next to a stream like the one way up behind her house in the woods. She’d only ever been to that one once, but she could tell this wasn’t the same place because the trees were different. They were much taller and the leaves, which were moving restlessly from a breeze high above her head, were tinted with silver. The moon was full and because she was not in the thick of the woods the area around her was lit up. She glanced toward the forest and was strangely unafraid of how dark it appeared.

She heard a rustling noise and was delighted to see a deer only a short distance away, headed for the water. She watched him quietly as he drank.

A sound startled her and her animal companion.

“Who’s over there?” A boy’s voice called.

The deer ran back the way it came as the boy came into view. He was on the other side of the busy water, and she had a chance to look him over before he noticed her, the moonlight outlining him clearly.

He looked about eight or nine years old, with dark brown-almost black-hair, and dark eyes. She didn‘t think she’d ever seen him before, and even though she was only five, somehow she knew that it was strange to see an unfamiliar face in a dream.

Finally his eyes settled on her, and he blinked in surprise.

“Who are you?” He called across.

“Who are you?” She echoed.

“I asked first. Why are you in my dream?”

“I thought you were in my dream.” She responded with a frown, wondering if it was possible to be in someone else’s dream.

“I’m going to walk down this way,” he pointed to his right, “and see if I can cross, so don’t go anywhere, okay?”

She nodded and watched him go, but the dream began to change. Instead of the woods it was becoming a vast sandy beach, the water spreading out before her and turning into waves. She called out to the boy, but she could no longer see him.

She woke abruptly, and sat up in bed, her heart beating rapidly. She remembered every single detail, and even at her age she knew it was odd to recall a slight chill in the air. Who was that boy? She wondered. Then laid back down and closed her eyes in hopes of finding out.

Go on to Part Two of the prologue

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