DREAM 1
We see the closed eyes of the DREAMER, 16
her forehead and cheekbones define the frame.
As we back away her eyes open, and she stares into us
they follow as we rise several feet, to steep angle
We stop moving; she looks away, bored
as her gaze lowers, the DREAMER's face
is hidden by a broad Victorian sun hat.
She is standing on the balcony
of a concrete housing complex
the left half of our straight-down view.
The right holds bright green trees above a courtyard.
a soft focus and our perspective make gauging distance difficult
but the treetops are definitely near and the courtyard far
as if there were a mist between them that
made this obvious.
The DREAMER fiddles childishly with her hat
her fingers following the large embroidered flowers which crawl over the brim
the hat tilts down as she looks at the treetops.
she walks toward the balcony
holding onto it with her right hand
slowly leaning over and stretching the fingertips of her left
as if to grasp the nearest treetop.
From our vantage point
it seems likely she'll succeed.
Suddenly
a gust jolts us
and parallax makes clear
that the treetops are twenty feet below her outstretched hand.
Simultaneously
the gust struggles with then
takes her hat.
She grasps at it too late
it flies to land on the tree below.
She turns quickly
we drop to follow the back of her head,
to an exposed staircase shared with the neighbouring balcony
she dashes down one flight
the next flight's landing is in shadow
and as we turn sharply left
We see vast sandy dunes.
The DREAMER has already taken several steps in the sand.
She looks small,
lost.
We come around
her eyes flit left
and we see there the white hat
partly buried in a dune.
Return to frame her eyes, now in harsh light.
They close--
WAKE 1
--and the eyes of the WAKER, AGE 8 open.
For a second she looks around confused
then rolls on her side.
Her eyes close--