The Morning Taste Of Blood
I wake for the fourth night in a row with the lingering taste of blood in my mouth.
Nightmare
I was shot last night. Through the arm, in the chest, by an intruder I didn’t know. I screamed, my voice raw and terrified, trying to wake someone, anyone. My father, asleep a moment ago on the couch beside me, was gone. Perhaps if I scream louder he’ll hear me….
Alphas
An idea that came to me in a very vivid and disturbing dream. The dream was too long to write in one sitting, my maybe I’ll tackle it one day. As for this, this is just writing down the first part of the dream, just so that I don’t forget…
Dream I had~
There’s a lot more than what I’ll post here. May eventually make it into a novel (stand alone? Probably). The name for it, currently, is “Coward”. It was a strange dream, to say the least, but I worked with what I got. :3 (And no, I don’t much care if…