Day Dreams ~[Sequel to 'Nightmares']~

          The next day was such a pleasantry, you waved Yirel off early in the morning and the minute he left on the Stagway you felt so relieved. A weight had been lifted off your shoulders as you then rushed back home to the shop. You decided to keep the shop closed for the day as you enjoyed some freedom for the first time in a while. Yirel and you had been engaged for a half a year already, and your parents and his let you have a house together back home once you two were together for two months. Every day was still a struggle with him, and you were forced to wake up to him every day.

          Today felt like a blessing. Tomorrow and the next day… You didn't wish to sound mean, but you secretly hoped he would get lost somehow. You wouldn’t need to worry about him, and you also wouldn’t need to disappoint your family. Though you could never really be that lucky since at some point Yirel would return. Your only hope was that he would continue traveling more often so you could do things on your own.

          For now, you readied for tonight. Picking a nicer dress as something to go out in. You weren’t sure if other people in the city would be attending. It said this was the only show in all of Hallownest, so would bugs from other towns be attending? What if you were the only insane person to attend this event? What would happen then? These questions ran rampant in your head as you then took a deep breath.

          Whatever happened tonight would happen for a reason like everything ever did. If something dramatic happened, at least it would be better than what you were living now. A part of you laughed at your younger self. How you once fawned over characters in books and envied the lives they were able to live. Now you prayed that the plot of your own story would be going underway. When would you finally get over your boring introduction? You felt like the time it took was enough, and your boundless energy and passionate voice could finally bring you to a better light.

          You held a dress up to yourself while looking in the mirror. It was a dull pink color, the only color your family thought fit you. Being a female, that must have been your favorite color correct? Such a dull color, it was even duller when it was the shade of pink that screamed nothing but ‘I’m a meaningless woman so ignore me!’. You didn’t want to be ignored, every part of you wanted to be seen but how were you supposed to compete with the lifestyle you were destined to always live?

          You laid the dress aside and thought of the dream you had the other night. The dress the woman wore, how simple it was yet while she looked so simple something stood out. The red lace on the hems of the plain dress… It made her pop, it made her stand out from the world around her in all its green scenery. Did this woman symbolize standing out? Red was something you never wore, but you always had an attraction for it. Maybe it was there as a beck and call for you. Her playing, the red lace, her voice. It also struck you as familiar.

          Was she the one at the fountain? If so, where did she go so quickly? What did this young woman want with you in a city filled with so many? Would she be at the tent tonight?

          The more you tried to answer your questions, the more that appeared in your mind. You let out a loud sigh, able to express yourself fully with Yirel gone. You grabbed a different dress, this one a light almost whitish pink. It had such a pure feeling to it, which you decided worked best for looking nice as well. As the day began growing dim and all that remained was the soft sound of rain falling on pathways and roofs, you began to get ready.

          You borrowed some money to use in case needed and put everything on including your cloak. Your heart was beating wildly and it was almost unbearable. Though it was not nerves, it was excitement. The joy of seeing something completely new, and doing something without having Yirel or your family questioning your choices. This was the freedom you dream about for so long. With this feeling, you left the building and pulled the hood of your cloak over your head as you began walking. The rain from above was a bit heavier tonight as you made your way downtown under the light of streetlamps.