So here we go, chapter 4.
Thank you to my reviewers: HoneyGoddess57, Tinian I'att, and Awesomeperson. You guys are super awesome!
The character for this chapter is Theresa, as chosen by Awesomeperson.
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Lucid Dreaming
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A bitter sweet moment; a tear of sullen passion. She laid there on the soft marble, her dreams surrounded by the dying ashes of her frail mentality. How long ws she meant to endure this? How long was she meant to be held captive by her own fear? What was she so afraid of?
The dullness in her eyes masked her thoughts of self-mutilation, her hair strung about her shoulders as she breathed in heavily. She was the fighter, the one meant to carry on when the need arose. Where was that need? Buried within the dark abyss that was her psyche? Somewhere within? There came the clouds, rising up to change her view, to overcome her with numbness and a prominent feeling of raw power in her core, living inside her - controlling her.
There was the devil. There lay the key to some kind of salvation. Within her was that untamed wildness that ebbed and flowed too masterfully for her to contain alone. But she was alone, she had been for so long. No one else would be strong enough to bear the burden, her visions... her nightmares. Split in two, she was half dreaming and half awake, bordering on a crossroads, no longer whole - no longer a person.
She did not know what she was, she was only afraid. If her life was now a dream... how could she prevent herself from becoming a nightmare?
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Kind of my take on how Theresa went berserk.
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