Okay so I'm starting to love my dreams here's another for you and it its in during the steam age in a small town where tales of werewolves, witches, fairies and vampire run rampant, well shall we begin.
Prologue: Dying
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Pant
Pant
Pant
It hurts, it hurts, I can feel my body shifting changing and Isa, my poor sweet Isa, watching me but she doesn't run away, there was no fear fear in her eyes, no hatred, no disgust only love and worry. Even as she as has seen me as this she still worries of my safety, why does she not run ? She knows what will become of her if she stays. My bones break and my face aches as it is redefined and sculpted to mach that of a monster's. The pain ceases and I feel my concious slip from that of a man to one of a beast and my loving Isa running toward me and I do see my girl, my childhood companion, no I do not see her anymore, all I see is MEAT. She backs away from me and yells words which I do not hear in my hunting state; seeing as I could not be reasoned with she runs and I pounce.
It ended quickly, I had a wound from the knife she stabbed me with in my belly her blood everywhere and the moon disappeared I felt pain as turned back into a feeble man and crawled, like a babe, unable to stand, unable to defend to the batter and torn body of my beloved and I wept, she choked on her her own blood as she tied to say my name "Don't speak, please it will only hurt more," and she didn't instead she wept. Her tears mixed with her blood and streamed down her face and over her lips; I knew this would be my last chance so I kissed her blood soaked lips. She was dying, my darling little sister.
Well for the first time in like EVER I've seen the beginning middle and end of a dream so now I know how this story will go I really hope you like cause I know I'm going to enjoy writing it ;D