I was running.
Always running. That's how the dream would always start anyway. The same beginning, just different outcomes.
I'm not sure why, but something was off this time. I don't really pay attention to these dream things as they were rather unsettling and made me jumpy when I first wake up from them. But every time I dream I was running. Running through a forest, through streets, through buildings, just running.
Running.
Running.
And running.
It never occurred to me, not once.
I never thought to stop running.
Until tonight.
I was in the forest this time. I don't exactly know what compelled me to stop. My bare feet dug into the ground painfully as I tried to slow and brake. Sharp twigs and small rocks dug into my heels until I came to a stop after tripping over a tree root. More sharp twigs ripped through my dirty pajama pants and tank top. Now scrapped and slightly bloody I stood up, brushing off dirt and picking off the tiny stick that dug into my skin while looking at my surroundings.
It was… weird.
I don't know how else to describe it. The trees' leaves weren't green. They were blue; so was the grass. And the trunks were orange.
The hell…
I could've sworn that the other times I have been though the forest the grass and leaves were green and the trunks were brown.
Goes to show how much I pay attention.
I mean yeah it's a dream and all but I know for a fact the trees were normal looking.
I walked up to a tree and stretched my hand out to lay on the trunk. It felt like a tree should feel. The only difference was the color. Looking up, I saw an orange branch hanging above me. Reaching up, I grabbed some of the blue leaves and pulled them off the branch. Same texture as a normal leaf. Just blue.
I knelt on the ground. Normal blades of grass. Again, they were blue. Standing up straighter, I stood to walk towards a tiny patch of wild flowers. The petals were black and the stems were blue. Honestly, they were rather pretty.
Looking up again, I noticed the vibrant pink sky. It was like the entire sky was stuck looking like a sunset. It was beautiful
As I was pondering over the strange color scheme, I heard a slight snap of a twig breaking.
Whirling around I got into a fighting stance, ready to attack whatever came at me.
I was always the only person or thing in these dreams. Just me and my surroundings. Now that I think about it, I don't think I was ever running from anything. I could've been and just never realized it or ignored what it was that was chasing me and just kept going forward.
There was definitely something this time.
Keeping perfectly still, I stayed in that stance, ready to pounce on whatever came at me.
Then almost pissed myself when I saw it.
It was a large dog. I don't even think it was even a dog, the thing was huge. Its large mouth was filled with massive, sharp canines and was foaming at the corners. Its large red eyes stared right into my small brown ones. The thing's giant body was covered in brown fur and was pure muscle.
Never run from big dogs Max, that's what dad always said. They'll just chase you and you won't be able to outrun them. Stay calm and don't move.
I should probably listen to myself more often.
Completely ignoring my thoughts I screamed and sprinted as fast as I could away from that thing. Behind me I heard a deep and menacing bark and heavy, fast footsteps. It was chasing after me.
I took a quick glanced behind me before screaming again and pushing myself to run faster. It was close enough to pounce on me. To chomp down my leg. To claw at my back. It was close enough to get me.
I managed to get myself ahead of the creature and immediately came to a stop. Right in front of me was a ledge. Not just a ledge. It took a second for me to realize that I was standing on the edge of a cliff.
Shit. I heard the creature come up behind me. He was slowly making his way toward me. A predator stalking its prey.
I had to options: either get mauled by a giant, bloodthirsty mutant dog thingy, or jump.
The thing lunged for me.
And I jumped.
Hearing the wind rush against my ears and feeling it flow through my long, tangled hair, I opened my eyes to see the ground rushing closer. Terrified, an instinct I didn't know I had kicked in. Something on my back was stretching and suddenly I wasn't falling. I was gliding through the air.
I was flying.
I had wings.
"WHAT THE HELL" I screamed, seeing the massive brown and white wings stretched out alongside me. Not really knowing how to control them, I waved my arms around flailing like crazy midair trying to get the damn things to flap as the ground started getting closer again.
My sad attempt failed and I crashed to the ground, my right shoulder taking most of the impact and then-
I shot straight up in my bed, breathing heavily. I looked down at my pajamas thinking I would find them torn and dirty with a few sticks here and there. There was nothing. Frantically, I reached behind me to feel for any wings. Nothing. My shoulder, however, was in intense pain. I think it could be dislocated.
"Well," I said out loud to myself. "That was new."
Original cover art by me
long time no see!
i realize i've been gone for quite some time and i apologize
i'm hoping to actually finish my other stories/rewrite them
if anyone who has read those stories have any questions feel free to pm me anytime and i'll try to answer as best as i can :)
Anyway, tell me what you think of this new story, I am looking forward to sharing it with you guys!
~silver