Again alone, as a story unfolds. A while it has been since the she last dreamt of him. The gist of it went something like this...
In the lobby of the hall, there a girl fell flat on her bum. His face came into view as he watched her lying on the ground. He came bearing gifts for her; a pendant, a ring, and a third. To her taste they seemed to not be. Then the scene skipped a bit, and started playing again in the parking lot of a fair. It was plain and muddy, as most lots in the park might be. In attempts at conversation the sister asked if he could dance and a long list of accomplishments he recited to them. To prove his words, he asked her to dance and happily she accepted.
The End.
"...I’ll follow you into the park, through the jungle, through the dark
Girl, I’ve never loved one like you..."
