Anyone who has read the sweet far thing: Gemma and kartiks dream?

Question

what happens in it? I dont mind spoilers, if anyone has the book sitting right in front of them, can you type a few sentences in the dream?

Answer 1

okay.... basically when they are at the cave of sighs gemma puts her hand in inside an ingraved circle on the side of the cave which is suppost to let you see into others peoples dreams as long as you have two hands in the circle.. so once kartik places his hand in the circle along with gemmas, you are taken into their dreams... So kartik's dream is about him and gemma getting married (indian style). And Gemmas dream is about them having s*x..... ill give a few sentances...

Kartiks dream :A celebration was taking place. Girls in bright yellow saris dance barefoot on the blacket of lotus blossoms. Smiling warmly, they dip their hands into large clay bowls, scooping up rose petals, which they throw high into the air. The colorful rain falls slowly, the petals are settling in my hair and on my bare arms. The scent reminds me of my mother, but i am not sad. It was too joyful of a day..............................A warm wind rushes past, the grains of sand brushing gently at my cheeks. And then i see him. He's no more than a speck coming toward me from the distance, but i know its him, and suddenly, hes before me. He rides a painted horse, and his clothes are black and fine. A garland hangs from his neck. In the center of his forehead is a red mark made with turnmeric, like an indian bridegroom's. "Hello" he says. He smiles, and it is brighter than the sun. He reaches down; i trake his hand; and the world falls away again. We stand in a garden  made fragrant by lotus blossoms as large as beds.

*** this is where kartiks dream meshes into gemmas***

He takes his knife and draws a ring around me in the dirt.

"what are you doing?" i ask

"This circle symbolizes the joining of our souls" he answers He circles me seven times, stepping into the enclosure on the seventh.

We stand facing each other. He presses his palms to mine.I do not know if i am dreaming.He slips his had behind my neck, pulling me gently toward him. His hands twine in my hair and he rubs hte strands between his fingers like a fine sild he longs to purchase. And then his mouth is on mine, hungry, searching, overpowering.This is a new world, and i will travel it. I don;t know what i should say : I love you. You are beautiful. Never leave me. It seems i hear all of this and yet he says only one word, my name, and i realize i have never heard him say it this way before: as if im known. The skin of his chest is smooth under the weight of my fingers. When my lips brush against the hollow of his throat, he makes a sound is a bit like a sigh and a growl.

"Gemma..."

His lips are on mine in a fever of kissing. My mouth. My jaw. My neck The insides of my arms. He places his hands at the small of my back and kisses my stomach throught hte rough fabric of my dress, sending sparks through my veins. He lifts my hair and warms the back of my neck whith his mouth, trailing kisses down my spine whith his hands cup my b*****s gently. Hte laces of my corset are loosened. I'm able to breathe him in now. Kartik has shed his shirt. I don't recall when it happened, and for some reason, i forget to be shamed by it. I only note his beauty: the smooth brown  of his skin, the breadth of his shoulders, the muscles of his arms, so very different from my own. The rose-strewn ground is soft and yielding under my body. Kartik presses against me, and i feel  as if i could sink right through the giving earth. Instead, i push against him, feeling warm, till i think i could die from it.

"are you certain...?"

For once, i do not feel apart. I kiss him again, letting my tonge explore the warmth just inside his lips. Kartik's eyes flutter, and then he opens them wide, with a look I cannot describe, as if he has just glimpsed something precious that he thought lost. He pulls me tightly to him. My hands grip his shoulders. Our mouths and bodies speak for us in a new language as the trees shake loose a rain of petals that stick to out slickness like skins we will wear forever. And just like that, I am changed...

Well that was most of the dream. i left out a few of the describing details in kartiks dream, which wasnt much... Well i may have supplied more than 'a few sentances' but you can just scan if you want to. Hope i gave you what you were looking for!!!!