The dark, ever so familiar forest pulls me deeper into its dark core. The trees guide me to what is ultimately my beginning, my life and my end. A creature sits at the paths end, patiently waiting for me, like it has waited all this time. Its plain human eyes glare at me with no emotion, as expected from a monster whose only purpose till now was to bring death and pain to others. I approach it with care, confident that I have gained its trust throughout the nightmares it had followed me through. I was wrong. It sank its long, blood-red claws into my chest. All I could do was lool at it, as it sets me free from the nightmares it haunted. Moments before I hit the ground, a pair of gentle claws stops me, and embraces me. My blood stains its normally black coat, turning it a crimson red. As I was closing my eyes, accepting death, it started to take a more human shape, like the reality had finally surfaced under the dream. It was crying, crying the tears of a human with more heart than a loving mother. I woke up to a beautiful, snowy day in the comfort of my room, with teardrops rolling down my cheeks. They werent mine.
Posted on: Thu, 08 Jan 2015 02:08:52 +0000
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