Dream or Reality

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Ever pov.

The feeling of suffocation forced my frozen eyelids open and I gasped for a sweet breath of air. My dripping wet body was pressed against the corner of a concrete room. A single candle light at the centre of the small cell lit the room, but didn't flicker, as if it was paused in time.

I lift my cold body off the flesh numbing floor, my bare feet burn as I take each step towards the candle, but after I start, I my body wouldn't stop. I had no control of myself. I screamed in my mind as I couldn't make my body say or do anything else but take one step after another. Tears streamed down my expressionless face as my eyes stayed focused on the candle light.

The burns were worsening as I step closer to the candle, I take my mind off the pain and attempt to focus on my orb.

The orb that I picture in my mind is an imagination of my own powers, a pure white energy that only I could master and control.

Next my wings started to simmer and burn, causing flames to follow my body towards death.

I push away the pain again and envisaged a ball of light expanding so it engulfs my body and shields it form the heat.

Through my glassed eyes a blinding light sears into my mind and a breeze gently caress my face. The pain stops, and my eyes become my own to see myself surrounded in a white bubble of glowing water droplets steps away from the candle.

My panicked eyes search the room for an exit, but is interrupted by a large growl.

A red flash fills the wall in front of me and a large man runs towards me furiously with an axe, his eyes murderous and gleeful.

I scream as my bubble pops.

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I feel calmness wash over me, as fingertips brush my hair and humming fills my ears. A tune I have never heard before wakes me up gently. As I open my eyes a bright light makes me squint .

' Shhh, shhh' A voice says directly above me. I suddenly notice that I've been sleeping on someone's lap. I scramble to get up and apologise to one of the seven boys, but the appearance of the person in front of me makes me stop. It wasn't one of the boys .

There, in the middle of a fully white room - no end in sight, no walls just white nothingness sat a beautiful woman. Dark black hair with light blue eyes and dressed in red she stood out in the endless white. But that wasn't what surprised me, the aura around this ... creature was overwhelming and the air around her sweet. Her features were blurred and unrecognisable but she felt perfect.

Looking at me she smiles slightly, stands up and floats towards me. Floats. Like no legs on ground, floats. Her arms engulf me, her form slightly longer than mine, and hugs me.

' You have had it so tough my child. No one asked you to do this, but you are doing so well ' she whispered into my hair. Tears started to form in my eyes, I really don't think I've had it that hard but the warmth she was giving me was that I've read about in human books. A mother embracing her child.

' You've got to leave, my child. This is not the best place to be. You have to wake up. They're waiting for you' she says softly pushing me away and wiping my tears with her soft hands.

" B-but I don't want to leave ... can't I stay here with you?" I whispered"

Her eyes sparkled, ' I will see you soon. Don't worry. I'll protect you.... I promise'

Her voice becomes muffled as I feel a sharp pain in my chest so intense that I couldn't hear myself scream.

The sound of glass shattering, furniture flying and footsteps running towards me filled my ears as I tried to take deep breaths. The pain made me fold my knees to my chest and close my eyes, trying to block everything out.

Please make the pain stop.

' Ever?'

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