the dream drabble

[regala_electra]

For fb2wendy's request.

There is a dream that you have before you die of colors and tu historia and las memorias are without the pain.

Without the deadly crash, the piercing of the metal bar into your body and the trolley - all around you there are screams and inside, your body fails you and crumbles and you still hold on-

para la memorias, siempre, no?

Where is your Diego? No, tu amor is awash in color and you close your eyes and your body grows wings and they break. They shatter.

Now you rest forever, and without the pain, you know nothing.

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Comments

[fb2wendy.livejournal.com]

That's very powerful and beautiful at the same time. Liking the surreal undertones too. It reminds me of the childhood fear of going to sleep in case you never wake up, of the mythos that is around that whole time.

[regala-electra.livejournal.com]

Liking the surreal undertones too

Thank you. I was trying to use Frida Kahlo's art in the drabble, while I wouldn't classify her as a surrealist, that is the style she's often considered.

Plus her life is just so complex, so even a little of it - the trolley incident, her relationship with Diego Rivera, it adds a lot.

Can you tell that I've studied her? Heh, I even researched her diary, which has one self-drawing of her with wings, hence that reference in the drabble.