Author: This is my first fanfic... don't be too harsh, and please review!
Inner voice: I hope you'll get nightmares after reading this. Muahaha...
Dreams Within
She was alone, a long dark corridor stretching ahead of her.
Footsteps…no…her footsteps passed through the never ending darkne...
Reaching the end, she found a flight of stairs, the highest tower.
Panting slightly, she climbed the stone steps...and reached the wooden door with age carved ruthlessly into it's face. Pushing it open with a creak that echoed eerily off the stone walls, she shed her eyes away from the sunlight spilling out of the room behind it; this is room in the highest tower.
"Princess Aurora, I'm glad you made it." smiled a handsome young man standing by the large ornate window.
"Prince Phillip." acknowledged the princess with a smile on her lips.
Sunlight streamed through the huge glass panes of the window, bouncing of the waterfall of gold spilled across her shoulders. Under the sunlight, her eyes were a crystal blue. Prince Phillip stepped forward, swept down with a light kiss to her lips, a flower appeared nowhere in his hands.
"This is for you, my love."
Aurora took the flower gently in her hands. It was a red rose, the colour of blood and passion.
"Thank you, it's lovely," she said, playing with the stem of the rose, a blush creeping up her neck.
All of a sudden, she gasped; a sound unnaturally loud in the room. The thorns on the rose had pricked her delicate finger. A droplet of blood appeared; the contrast fresh, against the pure white skin of the princess.
It hurt.
The princess looked up, words dying on her lips. There was no one there.
"Phillip?" she whispered, "Phillip? Phillip!" her voice wavered as tears threatened to fall. She cried his name, spinning around and round.
Alone.
"No!" shrieked Aurora, sitting bolt upright from her bed. Realizing it was just a dream, the princess sighed, wiping at the beads of perspiration on her forehead.
"Princess Aurora? Are you alright? I came to see you." beamed Prince Phillip with his smiling blue eyes. He was sitting by her side with a rose in his hands, its petals a deep red.
A droplet of blood.
The princess looked across the room. Sunlight was streaming into the room through a large ornate window.
The tower room.
She lifted her hands to her face, rubbing off the sleep there.
There was blood on her hands.
She screamed, and screamed and screamed; at the cold bars pressing against her mind.
REVIEW IT PLEASE!! And don't say that you don't see/understand the start or the end of the sto...I know that...I guess it is confusing. The characters are not mine, they are based on Sleeping Beauty's characters, the story is mine though.