Skyedive - Chapter 2, The Nightmare The Skylark Bell

In today’s episode we read the chapter 2 – The Nightmare, in which we learn more about Farfalla’s strange and frightening reoccurring dream.

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FULL TRANSCRIPT:
Things with Wings Productions presents: The Skylark Bell, Skyedive. I am your host, Melissa Oliveri.  
In last week’s episode, we were introduced to Farfalla as a child growing up at Meadow Lane back when it was a magical, vibrant place.
In today’s episode we read the chapter 2 – The Nightmare, in which we learn more about Farfalla’s strange and frightening reoccurring dream.
Today’s podcast partner is fellow Boopod Network member Paranormal Exposed – you may recognize the name from our past collaboration about haunted objects released for Halloween of 2022. Paranormal exposed takes a look at eerie and unexplained events from a sceptic’s point of view. Be sure to check the show notes for a link to their show.
Now, it’s time to settle in… grab a blanket, and a warm drink… and let’s get started.

November 11th, 1920
It happened again. The Dream. The Nightmare. It’s the same one every time. I close my eyes and fall asleep and within minutes I’m under water. At first, I panic, thrash around and whip my head from side to side, as if looking for someone, anyone, to help me. Then comes the peaceful feeling. It’s very strange, but all of a sudden, I look up through the water and see the sun shining, its light undulating as it filters through the water. I let myself sink deeper and deeper, the water wrapping around me like the comforting embrace of a blanket. I drift all the way to the bottom, stretch out my hands, and feel the sand run through my fingers. That’s when I find it. I don’t know what it is, but first the tips of the fingers on my right hand brush against it, then I manage to grasp it. I clutch it tightly and pull it to my chest, and just as I’m about to hold it up to see what it is, everything goes dark.
I don’t always wake up at this point, which is the most frightening part. Often, I’m aware that I’m dreaming but everything is complete darkness. I battle and plead with myself to open my eyes, to make sure I haven’t drowned, to make sure I’m still me and I’m still safe at Meadow Lane, but sometimes it takes what feels like an eternity. I fear one of these times I won’t wake up at all…
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“Falla! Falla wake up!” Paloma can feel the panic rising in her voice. It’s never taken so long for Farfalla to wake from her dream, and she’s never wandered this far from the house before. Thankfully the full moon provides plenty of silvery light, and Paloma was able to see Farfalla wandering across the vast field in front of the house. They are both standing outside now, Farfalla barefoot, as a gust of wind swirls dry autumn leaves around their feet. Paloma can feel the slickness of the frost that is nipping at the grass under her boots, and she shivers, her nightgown not offering much protection against the blustery cold. “Falla, please!” she cries, tears threatening to spill down her cheeks.
At long last Farfalla’s sightless eyes come into focus. “Paloma? What… where are…?” She stumbles, confused, and catches herself on the trunk of a tree. Farfalla immediately rec