AN: IM REAL IM REAL IM REAL IM REAL IM REAL I
(REAL AUTHOR'S NOTE: this was an... experimental chapter. there were planned to be more of these with increasing frequency the further in the fic got.)
a nightmare is just a corrupted dream, i think.
blood welling up around her paws like the ground was a wound. an explosion from the left side of her face, an eye shooting out and rolling on the ground. still frozen in a pulsating rainbow and just dear starclan how close was she 2 killing some1 just then?
a laser through her neck. her head falling 2 the ground.
normally there would b shadowy figures. distorted mockeries of cats. there werent any this time.
just a sickly gush of color and coldly deafening silence
turning and turning and turning and turning and turning and turning and turning and turning and turning and and and and
where was she? her name was glitterpaw, right?
she doesnt know.
some1 was trying 2 say something 2 her, but she couldnt hear it.
she just enveloped herself in the pain and fear like a blanket. it wasnt pleasant but it was easy 2 understand, 2 slip in2 the grooves of what she had been given and get swept away with the flow of the world even if it hurt and destroyed her. the world bent for her, and she let herself crumble in return
NO. she shook her head clear. she was glitterdream! warrior of thunderclan! this was just a nightmare!
she awoke having aparently fallen asleep on vigil, and stifled a sigh. she kind of hoped the nitemares wouldve stopped when she bcame a warrior. but that 1 was diferent and somehow even worse than usual.
she heard pawsteps and twitched her ear. she peeked over her shoulder 2 see nightmarepaw sneeking out of the apprentice den.
he looked dazed and paced around the camp. he looked over and saw glitrerdream staring at him wide-eyed and immediately looked horrified and headed back 2 the apprentice den quickly.
glitterdream felt nauseous 4 the rest of the vigil