moons light

moons light

A Story by rogue_butterfly
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only a short thing for a story.

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            Here in my mind’s eye, I see dark skies with a moon that glowed gentle silver. A thirst for something like blood deepens as the stars twinkle in the sky. I hear hissing in the distance as the sign of chaos, a skull with arrows that go eight ways, is carved on all of the trees. I feel my canines sharpen into fangs and my nails turned to claws. A growl rumbles in my throat as I yell at the top of my lungs with anger. The feeling of a push and the thought of a war growing close angers me.
            As I look at the trees I see different things. One will show me something then looking at another will so me the next part. Most of them are harder to handle then others as I see horrific battles and I feel the pain that is inflicted on me. I always seem to be running but I don’t know what from. However, as I said before, this is all in my mind’s eye. As I sleep I never seem to get rest and when I’m awake I always fear what will come next. What is this? Why do I have these realistic dreams? What do they mean?

© 2009 rogue_butterfly


Author's Note

rogue_butterfly
i know it is short but come on im working on it.

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