Whispers in her mind, she hears them all the time. She hears them, and doesn't know why. Sometimes they're just chatter, chattering she can't understand. But sometimes they are stories. Stories unraveling in her mind with characters she doesn't know, but they're off on an adventure.
She watches them go, go where she can't. And when she turns over on her pillow, when her brain switches from chaotic creativity to cold logic, she sees him. Just for an instant. Just for a moment, he looks up and smiles at her.
And then she wakes up.