Do We Know Where We Are Going....?
When I was six years old, going on seven, Dear Readers, and my sister was just turned five, our Mother made for us Princess Dresses for Halloween costumes. She was very creative and frugal, and made them out of old maroon brocade curtains she found in the attic of our house. And she used old fashioned lace doilies for the collars of our gowns. I am not sure there are any pictures of us wearing them, but I can remember the dresses as though it were just yesterday. They were not quite identical, the lace collars being different, and though people often asked if we were twins, we don't look really exactly the same! Have you guessed, that these two Little Dreamers are my Sister and Myself as little girls... come to play in my Mini Worlds?
My Mother recognized us Instantly when she saw the blog, saying
"before I even read the text I recognized the costumes on the little girls and time disappeared...." And my sister said "What masterful renditions of the fragments of memory! They are more perfect than real!"
But I must confess that it was a last minute project, making these gowns in miniature.... because I had begun to tell the story before I had figured out How the Enchanted Seed would be returned to the Wizard! I had not intended the little girls that are my Sister and Me to enter into the story this way.... but something happened.... and I realized that the two Sisters needed to be costumed in those Princess Gowns from long ago! So I was rushing against Time trying to get the costumes sewn in Time to get the Story posted before Halloween was over and done!
But I had not thought through the consequences
of setting us loose in this mini world....
are We now Stuck in Time?
Having joined in with the other little Princesses at the Castle Ball....
having rescued the Wizard.....
having Eaten the Enchanted Seed......!
Having ended up at Rose Thorn Cottage on Distant Briar Moor.....
Are we Doomed to Dreaming Forever....?
Do we know where we are going....
Do we even have a home???
Questions that have no answers....
even as the Dawn light shines on the Cottage...
Chasing the stars from the sky....
And the Little Dreamers join Great Aunt Agatha outside....
In this Haven Between the Worlds......
In this place that is neither Here nor There.....
Neither Now nor Then....
Where even Time is Free to stand still....
And even if we choose to look into the Magic Well....
What will it show us if we don't know what we are looking for....?
Well, I have to admit I have no answers...!
Nor, do I even know where We are going, Dear Readers....
But perhaps..... just Perhaps it explains why I am Dreaming still!
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