I walk in darkness with my hands held in front of me as I hear her voice call to me. “Zara?” “I’m here, where’s the lights?” I joke. “Just think of the room being light and it will be?” I quickly imagine there being a fireplace, and there it is! Wow, that’s cool. “Hey, what’s with the fire?” Dallah asks walking up to me. “I thought it would be pretty. Why was your dream so empty?” “Because that's how I feel.” She tells me with a sigh. “Not any more, start dreaming of us at the beach, or at a party, something fun. I know your sad Dallah but it won’t be for long, ok?” “Yeah.” She replies with a weak smile. “Ok, let’s do this; um...let’s try holding hands, I’ll see if I can take you to Julian, if this work’s I’ll leave you while I get Den, yeah?”
