Kara's Window

Reaching for an escape from the monotony of her world, Kara stumbles backward into her mind to find that the window to another existence is open. Fear abounds when Kara climbs through and learns that it may be more difficult to find a pathway back home.

EXCERPT:

Kara's eyes closed lightly. Her eyelids felt like feathers resting on her face. As her eyes inevitably closed fully, she felt a sensation to which she was unaccustomed. The typical, lonely feeling of closed eyes that she dreaded every night when she forced herself to attempt sleep, was not to be found.

There was only a calming feeling of solace in the warmth that washed over her face. The serenity of warmth incarnate permeated even the light between her eyes and her shuttered eyelids. The feeling was welcoming and fully encompassing, and soon she was overtaken and enraptured in the experience, a willing participant in something greater than herself.

The muscles of her hands, usually compulsively tight and wrought with anxiety, began to relax. Kara allowed the head of her wine glass to rest between her breasts. A tiny bit of red wine overflowed onto her chest and dipped slowly downward to her navel where it pooled, appearing like blood seeping from a cesarean section.

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