"Dreams are nothing but illusions,
but nightmares are intuitions."
Snow crunches underfoot, a symphony of panic, as I tear through the frosted forest, chased by the shadows longer than the winter itself. The world blurs white snow lashes every corner of my vision as I flee. Hungry growls tore through the frozen air. Every breath was a searching betrayal, my lungs screamed for mercy, as I raced through the frozen forest for my dear life. Each step was a battle against the biting cold, and I fought to keep my legs moving, my heart pounding with fear. The echoes of my panicked breaths seemed to taunt me, a reminder of the danger nipping at my heels. The desperate run against the unforgiving snow and the shadows of growls ended, as the cliff edge, gaped open to swallow me whole. Why me? What have I done to deserve this icy hell? As the wolf's claws were ready to pierce through my skin. A loud howling and a flash of lightning, made me escape from this perilous area.
Date: 24th December
Time: 2 am
I woke up in a cold sweat, my heart pounding in my chest. I had just had the most terrifying dream. In the dream, I was being chased across a forest covered in thick snow by a pack of wolves. As I calmed down a bit, I got off my bed and went to the window, looking out at the quiet, snow-covered world outside. The moon was full and bright, casting a silver glow over everything. It was beautiful, but it also reminded me of the dream. Standing there, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. What if the dream was trying to tell me something? Was it a warning of some kind? Or was it just my subconscious mind playing tricks on me?
As I lay back on my bed, I can't help but think about the recurring dreams I've been having. They always seem to involve wolves, snow forests, and a mysterious blue moon. It's strange how vivid and lifelike they feel as if I'm actually there in the dream. But what's even stranger is that these dreams have been haunting me for as long as I can remember. I started to see these types of dreams more frequently after a traumatic event that occurred when I was only six years old. I was in a plane crash that left a lasting impact on me. It's like my subconscious mind is trying to process the emotions and memories from that experience.
I'm turning 18 in a few days, and I've lost count of how often I've been having these nightmares. They leave me feeling exhausted and drained as if I haven't slept at all. I long for just one peaceful night's sleep without the terror of those haunting dreams. I'm left wondering if there's a way to make these dreams stop, or if I'm doomed to relive that fateful day for the rest of my life.
Thanks for reading chapter 1 😍
Chapter 2 will be update soon 😊
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