Dreams.
I am haunted by dreams.
Not dreams though.
Memories.
Memories twisted and folded into dreams.
In my memories there was screaming. Screaming from the day of my elder brothers birthday party when he was six. Screaming from when I broke my arm when I was ten. Screaming because my brother took me on a rollercoaster when I was thirteen. Screaming from the worst day of my life. Screaming from the day my parents died. The day I turned everything turned grey. The day I watched my brother get ripped apart by wolves.
That was the day of my nineteenth birthday. That was the day I frozen over. The day the nights got colder as I wandered them. The day the weeks got longer because I lived them. The night my heart turned to stone.
The night I will forever remember as the night my heart turned black.
Hey guys! So here is my new story, all of you should thank me for that beautiful cover ;P, no I'm kidding, but thank you @NaluBroNo1 for helping me out with this (she's writing a NaLu fic next to me x_x and completely ignoring the fact she should be writing our collab, kidding, kidding, go Zul!) anyway! I hope you enjoy the story! Comment (I love hearing what you have to say) and vote (I love being praised because I'm a narcissist) I'll try and update weekly but if you vote enough I'll probs get over-confident and spam you every couple days :P
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Running in Ivory
WerewolfDreams. I am haunted by dreams. Not dreams though. Memories. Memories twisted and folded into dreams. In my memories there was screaming. Screaming from the day of my elder brothers birthday party when he was six. Screaming from when I broke my arm...
