Rue Knight and Future Times

I was always falling...falling into a deep dark hole that seemed to go on forever. The light from above got smaller and smaller. They always say if you hit bottom in a dream you die. I never did. I touched the dark sides of my prison and would realize it was dirt with roots sticking out from both sides. Slowly, and with determination, I would climb, falling several times and starting all over again until finally I was almost at the top. A hand reached down to help me up, which I gratefully ...