Do dreams come true if you believe in them hard enough, or are they just floating images we see when we close our eyes to sleep?Skye, has a vivid recurring dream, brought on by the thunderous rain filled sky. It always appears the same. A haunting, but beautiful image of a young man, working the Waltzer ride at the local fairground. She awakens each time, with the same image haunting her, not only at night but through her days too. Walking home late one night, Skye hears a voice call out her name. No one is there. Whose voice is it and how does it know her name? Is Skye overtired and letting her imagination run wild with her, or is fate waiting to work its magic?
Do dreams come true if you believe in them hard enough, or are they just floating images we see when we close our eyes to sleep?Skye, has a vivid recurring dream, brought on by the thunderous rain filled sky. It always appears the same. A haunting, but beautiful image of a young man, working the Waltzer ride at the local fairground. She awakens each time, with the same image haunting her, not only at night but through her days too. Walking home late one night, Skye hears a voice call out her name. No one is there. Whose voice is it and how does it know her name? Is Skye overtired and letting her imagination run wild with her, or is fate waiting to work its magic?