Meet Sara Dalton

Photography: Ramdaq Model: Hollie Swain

Just thought I’d share a little story I was inspired to write for Sara Dalton, a new character I am working on inspired by the photo above.  I mentioned her yesterday as one of the things I love.  Lots more to come.  Enjoy.

He pushed his spectacles up on the bridge of his nose as he thoughtfully gazed at the girl. She sat up on the sofa with perfect posture and her gloved hands folded in her lap. Her pale skin glowed in the lamplight as she politely allowed him a moment to take her in. She reached up and pushed a loose tendril of her white-blond hair behind her ear, her bright blue eyes awaiting his next question. He was truly taken by her ethereal beauty and his face blushed him he caught himself staring.

He adjusted in his seat and asked, “So, what does it feel like when you have these ‘episodes?’”

She took a small breath, “It feels as if I am falling.”

“Falling?” He questioned.

“Yes, as if I am falling down an endless pit. My stomach flutters up and I become completely weightless. It is terribly black but I sometimes see things…”

She stopped mid-sentence as the doctor’s eyebrows raised. She’d been in this position before. The last time she was honest about her condition they locked her in a hospital for a month and gave her elixirs that made her dull. He sensed her apprehension and gently reached out and placed his hand on hers in an effort to make her feel comfortable.

She glanced down at his hand and quietly thanked God that she was still wearing her gloves. She swallowed hard as she continued, “At times, I see flashes of different images in the blackness. Sometimes, they are clear but often times they are jumbled and confusing.”

He softly squeezed her hand as he whispered, “What sort things do you see, Sara?”

“All sorts of things. Glimpses of things that have not yet come to pass…”

“You mean to tell me that you can see the future?” He interrupted.

“Not just the future. Also, the past, the present, or even places I have never been. And on a clear day I can sense a person’s intentions or hear his thoughts just by touching them.”

The doctor quickly pulled his hand away, his face turning bright red.

“Not to worry, Doctor. These block the contact needed for such a feat.” She smiled as she held up her hand and wiggled her fingers.

She took her chance to turn the tables. “Do you fear me, Doctor? Do you fear what I am capable of?”

He licked his dry lips and stammered, “N-no. On the contrary, my dear, I am quite interested in you and your condition.”

She smiled and straightened the bodice of her dress, looking for a brief moment of relief from her corset. She looked at the man’s red face and could see his discomfort. He took the pocket watch from his waistcoat glancing at the time and nervously looking back at her. She closed her eyes and the world went black. Images of men in white coats, her wrists strapped to a bed, a hypodermic needle…

She opened her eyes and asked, “How exactly do you intend to help me?”

The doctor squirmed in his chair, “Well, Sara, there was several medical options to cure your condition: medication, bed rest, and some experimental therapies.”

“What if I told you that I wasn’t interested in ‘curing’ my condition.” She inquired.

“Your family was very clear, Miss Dalton. They brought you here for treatment…”

He interrupted him, “I can assure you, Doctor, that I do not require a cure. I am gaining more and more control over my powers with each passing day.”

He knitted his eyebrows together not quite understanding what she meant. She stared at him with her piercing blue eyes and he felt his chair begun to shake. Startled, he tried to stand up but was quickly shoved back down by an unseen force. His begging eyes looked to the girl and she smiled as she slid his chair across the room. The force caused him to hit his head on the wall. Then suddenly his desk darted across the room with an enormous amount of speed pinning him to the wall.

She gracefully stood, adjusted her dress, and strode over to the terrified man. She bent forward to speak quietly to the doctor, “I strongly suggest that you inform my parents that these decisions be left to me.”

She removed her right glove and gently touched the doctor’s cheek to further “convince” him to honor her request. She then quickly shuffled back through his thoughts just for her own amusement. She wasn’t surprised to see what she did but she gave him a rough pat on his face and said, “A doctor shouldn’t have such depraved thoughts about his patients.”

She returned the desk to it’s original position with a flick of her hand just as the man slumped over unconscious.  She gathered her bag and parasol and primly left his office.

Creativity Abounds

New journals from Ecosystem! I just got the onyx (black) and the watermelon (pink) ones in mail yesterday from Barnes & Noble and I love them already! I am on a constant search for the perfect journal and I think I may have found it. I have a love affair with Moleskine but haven’t been too keen on their larger notebooks. I love their small pocket-sized ones though. When I found Ecosystem I was drawn to them because they have the same simple sensibility as Moleskine by the pages are brighter, the covers feel sturdier, and there is a handy pocket in the back of each one. I can’t lie though, the leaf motif on the inside may have helped me make my decision as well. It wasn’t until after I received them that I saw clever little coding system they use so you can go to the website to see when and where your journals were made. Not only that you can register them so if they ever get lost the finder can simply go to the website and contact you! I loved them so much I went ahead and ordered a lagoon (blue) one too, specifically for a fantasy story I’ve had tumbling around in my head for a while.

G2 Pilot Gel-Ink Colored Pens. I love these pens. The colors make my journals happy and I can’t wait to use them on my new journals. I have two sets and a set of cheaper ones but somehow I only one pink pen. They have a tendency to be kidnapped by other pink-loving girls. =)

Finding my worth. This week has been a bit of a roller coaster. I am currently searching for a new primary care doctor, which you can read about over at My Mount Everest, and I had a bit of an epiphany yesterday. I decided that I deserved better and that I didn’t have to settle for “good enough.” This is the first time in my life that I’m actually putting myself first and feeling like I am worth it. So, yay, me! =)

Sleeping during a rain shower. Ahh, two nights ago I had the most lovely sleep. We sleep with a sound machine and sometimes set it to rain storm but there is nothing like the real thing.

Photography: Ramdaq Model: Hollie Swain

Preparing for new adventures. Been doing lots of research on the Victorian era, psychics/medians, and various Steampunk things. I stumbled on the photo shoot that the image above is from and was so taken by the model and the styling that she has become my inspiration for a new character. This should be fun!