Jungle Dream

I awoke to the sound of water.

I awoke to the sound of water. The environment, and the fact that I wasn’t really comfortable inside my body gave me the clue that this might be a dream.

I stretched.

I stretched. Nothing felt right. I mean, it felt like my body. But everything else was wrong. And… what was I wearing? At least the chair was comfortable.

I got up to explore my environment.

Even so, I got up to explore my environment. Or rather, she did. Because…. this really was not me. I could hear her thoughts. Something about someone being back soon enough and wouldn’t that be great but sarcastically great, not genuinely great.

I pushed in to her thoughts and wondered if she’d been kidnapped or if she was in fact another me on another journey, some displaced faery queen. She laughed at the thought of being a queen and just showed me a picture of this world where she’d woken up at the bottom of a hill on the edge of a lush jungle, where she was promptly sold to a chieftain and the person who sold her was set for life.

There was an exotic beauty to it.

There was an exotic beauty to the place, and I got the sense that she spent almost all of her time here. I asked her if she was some kind of sex slave, and she laughed.

What an odd conversation to have completely in one’s head, she thought. This is the strangest thing that’s happened all month. Me, a sex slave? Not hardly. Chieftan is gay as Christmas and doesn’t want anybody to know. I’m like a hidden beard.

I was intrigued. Why keep her at all? Why not just make her up?

Good question, self. Only asked that about a dozen times when I first got here. He does sometimes bring people round. And I have a dance teacher. That’s mostly so I can dance when he brings people round. But most of the time when he comes he’s alone and he only wants to sit on the couch and read.

Why doesn’t she just escape?

Why didn’t she just escape, I wondered? I was rewarded with laughter so harsh it was like a slap to the face and the image of miles upon miles of dense, lush jungle crawling with predators of any kind you could imagine.

You get used to it, I suppose.

You get used to it I suppose. So used to it that you don’t imagine anything different. I was glad this was only a dream.

Haunted eyes so like my own.

Haunted eyes so like my own, hair that fell below her waist… I wondered how long she’d been here.

You’d better go.

You’d better go. I can’t have some fantasy hanging around in my head, and he’s coming soon, not that he’ll notice me. But if I’m talking to some imaginary friend, it won’t go well for me.

She sank down onto the rug.

She sank down on to the rug.

I mean it. Go. Go!

And that was that. I woke up in the canopy bed in the castle. Other voices, other rooms. I wonder how many other rooms I have in my head where other bits of me or whole mes live?

I have a long time to find out, I suppose.

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