Chapter 3: In Dreams

The dreams.
Faint and fleeting flickers of light.
Visions of battles,
visions of Creation.
The deep rumble of thunder,
but it struck without lightning.
No feeling,
just oscillation.
My worst fears coming alive.
Are they fears,
or just denial of a created calling?
Awakening.
Cold, shivering, and damp.
Images of a blank planet,
haunting my synapses.
Screaming for release,
weeping for purpose.
and He spoke.

Reviews

[WynterPhoenix]

I like! It gave me a dreamy feeling but it was also kind of haunting. Brilliant. Can't wait for Chapter 4.

[trainwreck]

This was a good addition to your story. I'm looking forward to chapter four.