mermaids, who swam around blowing him kisses as they admired his form.
Kyle couldn’t help but smile broadly at this development. It’s confirmed. I’m definitely dreaming!
The mermaids spun Kyle around to face the shark nymph with her long ash-blonde hair and eyes like dead, dark pools. Of the four, she had the smallest breasts, for nurture was not her first calling. She drew Kyle’s body in close to her and kissed him hard and long.
Naturally, Kyle was not about to complain, but the attack on his senses was suffocating him. His head started spinning and he felt that he might black out. He struggled to free himself from the shark spirit, but she held him fast and seemed to be tearing along through the water with him. He couldn’t open his eyes as the speed prevented it.
Suddenly the pressure ebbed. Kyle opened his eyes to find he was flying — soaring beneath a clear night sky filled with stars. His focus drifted downward to a large and very grand house. Two people, a man and a woman, were exiting the front door, and Kyle swooped down to gain a closer perspective.
They looked like nice people … and rich! The kind of parents Kyle had always dreamed of having. They were dressed up for a formal engagement and were in good cheer.
His perspective drifted backwards and upwards for a broader perspective of the couple as they strolled arm in arm into the separate dwelling that housed their cars.
Soon, the automatic door on the garage opened. The luxury car within exploded upon ignition, blowing the garage door halfway across the property, ahead of much flying debris and a fireball that engulfed Kyle’s consciousness.
Kyle was only momentarily alarmed at being consumed by fire; the only heat he felt was the flush in his cheeks as he was released by the shark spirit and spun around to face the sandy-blonde, blue-eyed dolphin nymph.
After his last experience of being kissed, Kyle attempted to back away, but the other three nymphs had a good hold on him.
The dolphin spirit’s smile was very enchanting, however. Ever so gently she took his face in both her hands and drew his mouth to hers.
Her kiss felt like cruising through the water and diving over waves on a warm sunny day. His heart was doing backflips as his mind and senses were drawn into her dreaming, and his sight became shrouded by darkness for a time. The chant that Kyle had been hearing from afar since he’d fallen in the pool, suddenly became much louder.
Sight restored, Kyle found himself soaring through a clear night sky, full moon glowing. Below was a bonfire, around which a gathering of Indigenous Australian people danced and chanted. The moon’s reflection glimmered brightly in a large body of water, fed by a waterfall, in close proximity to where the ritual was being held.
One young couple standing on the outskirts of the gathering captured Kyle’s interest. The woman might have been part-Indigenous and was heavy with child. The man with his arms around her swollen belly was the only white person present, so the pair seemed out of place. Just like the couple Kyle had seen during his shark dreaming, they appeared to be young and in love, and he hoped that he wasn’t about to witness another grisly disaster.
This fear made Kyle turn away to look over the whole gathering. He felt strangely aroused by the chant and the music of the rhythm sticks and the didgeridoo. He’d never met an Indigenous Australian in his life, nor wondered about their beliefs. Your people, Kyron had said. Had he been referring to the Indigenous people of Australia?
From within the huge bonfire a strange mist began to rise and dance over the gathering. Like a snake being charmed it wound its way across the gathering until it came to hover over the pregnant woman.
Two helicopters rose above a nearby hill and headed towards the gathering, searchlights blazing, and a voice on loudspeaker warned the crowd to disperse, because they were trespassing on private
Kyle couldn’t help but smile broadly at this development. It’s confirmed. I’m definitely dreaming!
The mermaids spun Kyle around to face the shark nymph with her long ash-blonde hair and eyes like dead, dark pools. Of the four, she had the smallest breasts, for nurture was not her first calling. She drew Kyle’s body in close to her and kissed him hard and long.
Naturally, Kyle was not about to complain, but the attack on his senses was suffocating him. His head started spinning and he felt that he might black out. He struggled to free himself from the shark spirit, but she held him fast and seemed to be tearing along through the water with him. He couldn’t open his eyes as the speed prevented it.
Suddenly the pressure ebbed. Kyle opened his eyes to find he was flying — soaring beneath a clear night sky filled with stars. His focus drifted downward to a large and very grand house. Two people, a man and a woman, were exiting the front door, and Kyle swooped down to gain a closer perspective.
They looked like nice people … and rich! The kind of parents Kyle had always dreamed of having. They were dressed up for a formal engagement and were in good cheer.
His perspective drifted backwards and upwards for a broader perspective of the couple as they strolled arm in arm into the separate dwelling that housed their cars.
Soon, the automatic door on the garage opened. The luxury car within exploded upon ignition, blowing the garage door halfway across the property, ahead of much flying debris and a fireball that engulfed Kyle’s consciousness.
Kyle was only momentarily alarmed at being consumed by fire; the only heat he felt was the flush in his cheeks as he was released by the shark spirit and spun around to face the sandy-blonde, blue-eyed dolphin nymph.
After his last experience of being kissed, Kyle attempted to back away, but the other three nymphs had a good hold on him.
The dolphin spirit’s smile was very enchanting, however. Ever so gently she took his face in both her hands and drew his mouth to hers.
Her kiss felt like cruising through the water and diving over waves on a warm sunny day. His heart was doing backflips as his mind and senses were drawn into her dreaming, and his sight became shrouded by darkness for a time. The chant that Kyle had been hearing from afar since he’d fallen in the pool, suddenly became much louder.
Sight restored, Kyle found himself soaring through a clear night sky, full moon glowing. Below was a bonfire, around which a gathering of Indigenous Australian people danced and chanted. The moon’s reflection glimmered brightly in a large body of water, fed by a waterfall, in close proximity to where the ritual was being held.
One young couple standing on the outskirts of the gathering captured Kyle’s interest. The woman might have been part-Indigenous and was heavy with child. The man with his arms around her swollen belly was the only white person present, so the pair seemed out of place. Just like the couple Kyle had seen during his shark dreaming, they appeared to be young and in love, and he hoped that he wasn’t about to witness another grisly disaster.
This fear made Kyle turn away to look over the whole gathering. He felt strangely aroused by the chant and the music of the rhythm sticks and the didgeridoo. He’d never met an Indigenous Australian in his life, nor wondered about their beliefs. Your people, Kyron had said. Had he been referring to the Indigenous people of Australia?
From within the huge bonfire a strange mist began to rise and dance over the gathering. Like a snake being charmed it wound its way across the gathering until it came to hover over the pregnant woman.
Two helicopters rose above a nearby hill and headed towards the gathering, searchlights blazing, and a voice on loudspeaker warned the crowd to disperse, because they were trespassing on private
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