Truth in Nightmares

by IndigoNicki-xoxo

Everyone has nightmares. But for Max, they're more than a locked drawer of her darkest secrets. They're a harsh reminder of her previous life, the one barrier left between her deadly past and her hopeful future. Can she overcome her nightmares, or will she have to face the memories she strove so hard to escape from? Will her past unlock a new future, or destroy it? FAX no wings ooc

Hey, so this is my new story, the inspiration just came to me but I didn't have a lot of time, so I just wrote down the beginning. Think of it as like a preview, before the real thing. Review and give me suggestions for the story! More to come soon, enjoy!

-Nicki 3

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I have nightmares.

Terrible, gut-wrenching, soul-crushing nightmares.

They haunt me, plaguing my mind and punishing me with their cold, cruel blows. The two bright eyes, breathtakingly gorgeous, narrowed in wicked hatred, glaring at me from the darkness. The mocking shadows, untouchable, unreal, their only proof of existence the harsh, biting sting of pure evil. The dagger glistening in ruby-red blood, silently whispering, beckoning, calling me to some forgotten memory.

And above it all, the murderous howl, the tortured scream of some horrible creature, all too familiar in its intensity. A constant reminder, an anthem of violence and death.

And then the silence.

There's always silence.

Dead, empty, heartless silence.

It terrifies me most of all.