Emma closed her eyes and remembered her dream, and then opened her eyes and saw her dream come alive. "Yes," she told Star Dancer. "I dreamed you were coming, and now you are here."
Star Dancer ceased construction for a moment to gaze down at Emma. Though her face was stone, her eyes glittered.
"Why can you not save me?" Emma asked again. She kicked her feet, but could not free herself from the grips of the marsh. How could she be expected to free herself when the mud had very nearly swallowed her whole? With bile in her heart she spat, "It's obvious why you were banished from the sky. You really are a perfectly horrid woman. Why you should be my one true love, I haven't the faintest clue. Perhaps I ought to marry Paul after all!"
But the provocation did nothing to invoke Star Dancer's
