He thought about the dream.He thought about the dream. It had all been so real. He had wanted to hurt her, to throw her down and take her... the way she deserved? No, that wasn't right. He pounded the pillow in frustration. He didn't understand it at all. He tried to return to sleep, and that wouldn't come either; as he drifted off, the memory of the dream would return to him. The sleep period passed very slowly, and he rose early in the hope of avoiding his mother. In the rearward lounge, where Furry and he had talked last night, he sat and thought, and eventually fell asleep. "Kolya?" he heard. "Nickolai?" "Hu---wha?" he said, his eyes opening. "Are you okay? Have you been sleeping here all night?" The voice and the face were Jofuran's. "Wha?" "Are you okay, Kolya? You don't look so good." "I didn't get much sleep," he replied. "I can see. How come?" Nickolai turned his face away and said, "I can't tell you." He felt her warm fingers on his cheek, and she turned his head to face her. "Yeah you can. Please?" "Furry... I-" he stopped. "I had this dream last night, and in this dream I was going to hurt you. I was going to hurt you because I'm Terran and you're a Pendorian and that's the way it is; I'm not supposed to like you. |