Peggerty’s dreams were flashing images of and colours scents and sounds. The green fields and he scent of summer, it was mingled with the real salty smell which breathed in through the open windows of Craig’s apartment. The pictures within her mind sere fleeting yet there were those that near broke her heart, that made her clutch so much tighter to that which she seemed to have lost so many times.<br/><br/>Even as she drifted into consciousness for a moment Peggerty drew closer to Craig and kissed him softly wanting to know that he was not a dream, even as she fell back to slumber there were tears in her eyes both of sorrow and joy, for one the loss that had been felt so many times, yet the happiness of finding her lover once more that was something that filled her spirit till it almost burst.<br/><br/>Her dreams then were ones that were filled with the lapping of the sea, and walking upon the sand with a man she had known so many times before, hopefully this time they would know each other till their hair became grey…one thing the irraka knew …that she would die for him for he was her heart and her life…<br/><br/>Slowly Peggerty woke tousled in the cool sheets and wrapped in the arms of Craig. She kissed him lightly, and then stroked her fingers across his chest. “I suppose its my turn to make breakfast…” The images of the night before still remained and thus the irraka kissed him again and snuggled in close with her breath soft upon his skin.<br/>