[ WP ] A schizophrenic falls in love with one of her hallucinations .

There is wind in her eyes, playing with her lashes. it is the middle of the night, and she is only beginning to be able to see again when the headlights of another car appear over the crest of the next hill, making everything disappear again as the brilliant, beautiful blindingly with headlights approach. as is passes, the surroundings are lit up in stark relief, the shadowy places endlessly deep because she could n't see their end, and endlessly evil, because that is what we expect from shadowy places. And then the car was gone, leaving behind it nothing but shadow. the darkness covered her pale thin arms once more, causing what glowed in the headlights to disappear once more. And in this perfect darkness, when her eyes, though open, could see nothing, her mind could just barely make out a shimmering ribbon, dancing in the distance. It smelled of forgotten melodies and danced to forgotten passions. Hardly daring to hope, she pressed onward.
