Fear
"its just a dream... just.. the same dream," he told himself, "heh, now look who's starting to talk to himself, eh caruso?" caruso gave a soft chuckle and put his head down to spit into the sink.
Dreamland
Like i said i have no idea of who's who, or what's going on. i only know you from the real world." nephilla climbed out of the creek. "wait. did you say real world?" "ummm yeah...." sunset wanted to cry. "so you're not my sister.
Thru Shadows Falling
not gone as in gone to do the laundry, or gone to the war, but really, truly gone. forever. no more meals cooked by mom, no more heroic stories told from my dad. me and my brother were orphans.
The Dream
As tita watched her sister go she remembered her dream. she hadn't had any legs in the dream, not even arms. could it have been a lore dream? one of those premonition things that the old ones tell of?
Dreams
That's not a bad thing sweetheart. he's every bit as cute as you are, it's understand-" "no!" brad said, cutting him off. "i dreamed about it, and then, i went into his room. i went into his room and ... oh gods, i touched him."
The Dream
I moaned and closed my eyes, not know what to want. i felt her hand caressing my thigh, down to my lower shin.
A dream
The older boy told the younger something; the caramel and white canine, despite not showing the same enthusiasm his fried did, responded nodding.
The Dream
"i j-just don't know... it feels right, but it's so strange and different than i'd have ever imagined, not that you're strange of course, but i'm just not s-sure" "if it feels good and you like it, why not?
...Dream...
-3- her mind was not her own, it did things she did not wish, it thought things she did not think, it felt things that were not her. when her eyes closed whether day or night; there he was, a presence, a corruption in her heart, a thorn in her paw.
A Dream... or was it?
If you are under eighteen, or do not agree with this, then do not read it, otherwise enjoy. greetings. i have a lot of different names, but for now i go by "tiger". i am a male tiger-striped house cat, or atleast, i am in this form.
Tears of an Unquiet Sleeper
And dreams of other worlds can be so beautiful they break your heart. not all tears are bad. for a moment it seemed as though swiftsure would defy one of the two princesses of equestria.
First Long Drive of Many
Music, no matter the volume or type, seemed to begin to lull me to sleep; exhaustion was overtaking me.