So many dreams ravage my soul. But one is always the same. I am sitting in my room its the middle of winter and I have my window cracked so I can feel this crisp winter air. I am writing in my journal. I finally finish I get up and close the window, turn off the light and crawl into bed. I'm woken up by a very cold breaze. I sit up in my bed and press my back against the head board. I look around the room. I see that my window is wide open. I try to focus so I can see the rest of my room. I suddenly realize that someone is standing by the foot of my bed between me and my bedroom door. I start to scream but before I can he is by my side with his hand over my mouth. I look into his eyes and no longer wish to scream. He drops his hands and smiles. I see his fangs glisen in the moonlight. I know I should be scared but all I want to do is offer him my throat. He gently caresses my cheek. I feel as though I know him. My soul knows him. I offer him my throat but he doesn't take it. He kisses my lips softly and then whispers in my ear. Not yet your not ready just yet. But oneday when I come I will take you with me.
Then I wake. I always try to find the meaning behind that dream. It is so beautiful and feels so real. I never see his face just his eyes and his smile the rest is always cast in shadow. Why do dreams torment me so.
Lets see a little more about me. I am 25 I live in Mississippi. I am a kitty cat (I can never spell baset properly). I used to be a member of House Crimson Blade which was a house of the sang until they disbanded. Lord Occulus was the Master of the House. I am searching for a place my soul can call home but have not found it yet. I move around a lot. I have such a hard time finding people of like mind in MS.
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