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the_ferrymanI had a dream about her.
I was wrestling her, again, trying to breadtie her wrists. Her veil and her hair kept covering her face, bu I knew it was her. I pinned her shoulders under my knees, but her face wouldn't quit thrashing around. I tried pulling away the veil, but it was like a magic trick: silk and silk and more silk came away in my hands, with no face underneath. I could smell her hair. I could feel her lips brushing my fingers.
I thought these things were supposed to stop.
I was wrestling her, again, trying to breadtie her wrists. Her veil and her hair kept covering her face, bu I knew it was her. I pinned her shoulders under my knees, but her face wouldn't quit thrashing around. I tried pulling away the veil, but it was like a magic trick: silk and silk and more silk came away in my hands, with no face underneath. I could smell her hair. I could feel her lips brushing my fingers.
I thought these things were supposed to stop.
