Hi guys, with this story I'll be experimenting with a free verse format, let me know what you think by leaving a review.
In the night
Waking up in darkness.
Heart pounding
eyes darting
gasping in the silent room.
'It wasn't real' I whisper.
But it was.
The golden eyes were real
and the honeyed voice.
The burning hate in his eyes
silver blood meeting red
the black blade piercing through him.
It
was
all
real.
Taking in shaky breaths
relaxing tightened fists
trying to calm down.
But how can I be calm
when it was real?