A Dream?
The night stretches its fingers beyond the horizon. The stars dare not twinkle, and the air is still. The full moon shines dully down upon you from behind the dark forest. The land around you, dark grey and distant. The water you float in, the darkest pitch black is icy and laps against your goose bumped flesh. It twirls around your legs and toes, numbing them, setting them in an icy fire. Your eyes, staring into the crystalline depths beneath you, searching. Not knowing what you hope to find. And there it is, a pale something. It's coming closer, you see your breath linger in the air, faintly before you. The frost clings to your hair and face. The pale thing comes closer, still closer. It has a face, blank and staring and as light as the moonlight. Its hair flows behind it like long, ebony trestles. It stops before you, still below the waters surface. It's eyes, pale white, fail to blink as it stares, waiting. It reaches up to you. Closer, closer. Long white, elegant fingers grasp your cold thin wrist. The face smiles with its ruby lips. Then down you go, away from the starless night, and the black forest. Down under the cold lake, led by this deathly beauty. Surrounded by darkness you close your eyes to the world. It's not cold any more. Your free and gone, no one to know, in the great cold darkness that swallowed you whole, with a faint smile forever on your face.
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Okay well there's this one. The weird thing about this is, this was an actual dream of mine. It was really weird and I woke up freezing in a hot room. Well I decided I had to write it down. What you all think? Thanks for reading!