Joining other writers today for posting 8 sentences from my new novel, Dance The Dream Awake. Be sure to check out the other writers at the link above.
Eduardo took a bite of grilled salmon, savoring it a few moments while staring into the flame of one of the candles before continuing, "Visions, so unbelieveable." He stopped for a swallow of wine, pausing to reflect.
The first time I'd had the nightmare, I'd been unable to explain the things I knew about that ancient time and place, and the fleeting feelings threading through it all. I couldn't get across how deep it really went, that it didn't feel like just a nightmare.
He continued, "Most civilized men will look at you strangely, 'bunk, superstitious belief,' they say, but I say, don't judge until you also have experienced what el indio experiences, and that is all I can say."
"You mean," I interrupted, remembering the melting feeling I'd had at the cave with the curanderas, "because it's impossible to find the words to explain them, or because it is forbidden?"
"Ahhh, Teresa, you have put the nail on its head."
"Hit the nail on the head," Jack corrected.