"When tempted, no one should say "God is tempting me." For God cannot be tempted by evil, nor does He tempt anyone; but each person is tempted when they are dragged away by their own evil desire and enticed. Then, after desire has conceived, it give...
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My heavy eyelids fluttered open after what seemed like the most restful and sweet sleep I've ever had. At least for a little while, I was able to enjoy myself, free from the anxiety of being found and ripped to shreds by two lunatic vampires.
The momentary joy was overshadowed by my numb limbs, signalling me they longed for movement or else my blood would stop flowing through them. I stretched them out, while taking in the foreign environment. Only then, had I realized where I was. I managed to fall asleep in that library, after being chased through the city by what I assumed to be the vampire's twin, as there was no other possible explanation.
Just then, a few beads of water formed in my eyes, threatening to fall right down my face. My home... I no longer had a home to go back to. I was grateful that Jesus was with me, but how could I not feel bitter about it? I felt absolutely shattered, actually.
I tried to sob as quiet as I could. I wiped my tears with my sleeve, but something caught me off guard. I looked down at myself only to realize that there was fur all over my blouse.
Confusion is a really ingenious way of making someone stop crying and it worked for me as well. Where did that come from? I grabbed a singular follicle to inspect it. Red fur... Interesting, I thought to myself. I turned on my knees to watch what was going on outside, as the space was too narrow for me to stand on my feet. I peeked through the small circular window and noticed that the sun was about to rise, meaning that I had been in that library for at least ten hours. Which was an incredibly odd occurrence. Do they not check upstairs before they close?
I very carefully went down the stairs to further inspect the facility. There was nothing in that room except for morbid silence. I was surprised, but it gave me the courage to get closer to the front door, where I would be exposed to the outer world.
As I approached the front desk, I couldn't help but notice a red substance leak from underneath. My heart immediately started pounding in my chest at the sight of it. I tremblingly tried to look behind it, afraid of the possibility of finding who knows what there.
I exhaled in relief once I saw that nothing was placed behind that desk. I feared that my eyes would be met with a corpse or any other nauseating thing.
But the moment I tried to take another step forward, I yelped in pain as a hand forcefully grasped a handful of my hair, pulling me back. I turned around to face whomever it may be and there I was. Standing right in the middle of that very same forest. Right next to that very same lake. Right where all of this madness first started.
The forest was covered by a heavy haze, obscuring my vision. I looked up and noticed a half moon right above my head. I peered at it with glinting eyes, its light illuminating the open space so endearingly. Then I felt a warm liquid drip from my body along with a tremendous amount of excruciating pain in my back.
I bellowed in agony and saw a puddle of blood at my feet, dirtying the fresh layer of pure snow that covered the entire forest in its serenity. I took a better look at myself. I was completely naked in the middle of the forest on a freezing winter day. Yet I didn't feel cold, not one bit.
I shakily and slowly turned my head back to inspect the source of my suffering. And I felt like hurling the moment I saw that on my back there were angel wings. Wings that had been brutally cut off, continuously bleeding down my back and dripping onto the snow.
I started hyperventilating when a hand grabbed my shoulder and turned me towards someone. A seraphim stood right before my eyes signaling me to be quiet. I noticed a shield of light protecting the both of us.
The seraphim didn't speak to me through words. Yet it told me to look in a certain direction. And there he was. Bill Kaulitz. And his brother too. They appeared as if they were searching for someone. And I just knew that it was me who they were looking for.
They both wore heavy furs around their shoulders while their foreheads were painted by two red crosses. Bill's fur was a vermilion red colour and his brother's was silver grey.
The brother carried a single edged silver sword, covered in crimson red blood. Bill's sword, on the other hand, was double edged and made of gold and his was clean, compared to the one of his twin.
Suddenly, his brother turned his head in my direction, his eyes piercing right through my soul. My breath hitched and I frenetically turned to ask the seraphim for help. But it was no longer there. I glanced down only to notice that I, as well, was carrying a sword, identical to the one that Bill owned. He touched Bill's shoulder to gain his attention while he was preoccupied by the glistening half moon. He finally turned to look at me.
Not even once did I think that he would be absolutely furious to see me. I saw him clutch onto the handle of his golden sword. But instead of attacking me himself, it was his brother who charged towards me. I put my sword up to counterattack. They clashed together, the high-pitched sound echoing through the forest. To my surprise, his sword shattered to pieces and he perished from my sight, leaving me alone with Bill.
He stared at me with hollow eyes and looked like he was about to eat me alive. My previous pair of wings was replaced by three new pairs, just like the seraphim. The first pair covered my face while the other two were spread out. My chest and shoulders were pleated by silver armor, while the rest of my body was covered in silk.
For just a few more seconds did he look at me before charging towards me, ready to slice me to pieces. However, I wasn't scared, knowing that the shield that circled me wouldn't allow him to come near.
But to my misfortune, I was dreadfully wrong. With a single swing of his sword, he completely shattered the shield, which turned to glass that pierced both of our skin. He didn't look affected one bit, but I, on the other hand, was severely wounded, consequently falling to my knees.
He took the red fur off his shoulders and stepped to my left. I looked up at my executioner who lifted his blade, ready to rob me of my innocence and send me to die.
Right before the sword slayed my neck, I arose from my deep slumber, gasping for air, only to realize that I was back in that very same hospital bed.
"What in the world was... that?"
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This and chapter 6 were both a prophetic dream. It is meant to symbolize a premonition of what is going to or might happen in the near future to the female lead.
Here are some easter-eggs to search their meanings in dreams, if you want a better understanding of what her dream meant:
• half moon • haze • blood in snow • angel wings (make the analogy and figure out what the absence of Rachel's wings meant) • seraphim • silver/golden sword • silver armor • being in a forest • lake • double and single edged sword • blood on walls • vomiting in a dream • being chased • fighting with a sword • low ceiling room • red cross • ruined house • unusual library • fur
I'll do a separate chapter with the meaning of everything if you don't want to research for yourself.
