Dreams Are Deadly

Dreams Are Deadly

A Story by Esther Mariah
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The recollection of a dream

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Stumbling upon such a scene startled me. Firstly, a location only i had ever seen. Secondly, to see her there. "She" portraying not only she, but as a symbol of those to come. Lastly, entering a battle i do not remember agreeing to entertain. Let me begin at the beginning; an alliance growing ever stronger, as mine weakens with each waking hour. I felt pain in my loss, but she felt pain all the same. In her gain. And i, now laden with admiration at the realization; she wishes this agony upon herself. Also sickened, to find corresponding wishes heaped in piles upon my shelf. I fight! I fight! Never have i witnessed myself fight before. And i must say, i do not enjoy the flavor. Consumed by fire, i held the power to cauterize. But i am a creature of the sea. It is my nature to harm none. Every blink of my eye entailing another nightmare. She began to cry. "Please don't do this" and how could i deny? Numbness as her kisses caresses his lips. It's fate that's allowed this to exist. A newfound kindness, not enough to embrace. But a look i know all too well, a thanks. My brother's glances comfort me from afar. He alone knows the depths of which this strikes me down. But he also knows i shall not drown. Born as one with the sea, and one with it I'll forever be. Never the less, it hurt watching him walk away in arms. Recalling now, his eyes searching frantically for mine, as if to say I'm sorry, or was he simply asking if all was understood? I couldn't make-out the message, never daring to meet that stare. How cruel if i could, knowing my eyes welled with more anguish than even he could bear. And this moment, something ceased to exist. Yes, Dreams are deadly.

© 2012 Esther Mariah


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:) this is a good story :)

Posted 12 Years Ago


If you are familiar with Blue Oyster Cult, than I would say, this could be off one of their albums. Sad, but thought worthy, honest, and traces of 'ship of sight' if I may be allowed to quote Ronnie James Dio.

Posted 12 Years Ago



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