The Orange Girl

'when we awoke the sun stood high in the sky. she was the first to stir, and i'll never forget what it felt like to be woken by her. i could no longer tell what was imagination and what was reality; perhaps the borderline between them didnt exist anymore. all i knew was that i was no longer wondering about looking for the orange girl. now i had found her.'

-- excerpt from 'the orange girl' by jostein gaarder