Dream from "Between the Realms"

As I slipped into a dream I stood in the middle of my parents back hay field. It was very strange. The field felt like a warm spring day but the hills a few miles away were covered with thick snow. It was unnatural. Drawn towards it I walked towards the hills. I seemed to be moving very slowly.1

Then I heard the crackle and spitting sound of fire. I whipped around looking for the source. It seemed to be coming from the woods on the other side of the hay field. The woods were not on fire and I didn't see any smoke, but I could here it. It was getting louder. I could see heat waves over the woods. It was similar to steam or looking out over a road on a very hot summer day. Walking towards the sound I traveled much faster than I could when going to the snowy hills. I was losing ground that took me forever to gain in walking to the hills. I wanted very much to go to the hills but I could not fight the urge to find the fire.2

As I progressed quickly through the woods I could smell something unlike anything I had ever smelled before. It burned my nose but I kept going. The heat seemed to be intensifying as I got closer and closer. Soon I found what I was looking for. The large pond that lay on the boundary line of my parent's property was no longer a pond. It looked like an oil spill in the ocean but it was on fire. There was no smoke and no oil though. It seemed as if the water its self was burning.3

The fire was working its way up to the trees around the shore. To my horror it started to spread quicker than a lightning flash. Soon everything but the path back to the fields were engulfed. I ran quickly back to see what was left. My heart retched open in my chest as I watched my family's livelihood go up in flames.4

I could do nothing but watch. There was no where to go. Fire was around me on all sides. The only thing untouched was the path back to the lake of fire. There was no way back to my life. I was trapped.5