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The two boys had stayed up for the majority of the night. They watched some horror movies, leaving the shorter male pretty terrified. He would glance around, swearing he had heard something before realizing Jason had fell asleep. Standing at only 5' Azriel frowned as he knew he wouldn't be able to reach any of the glasses that were in the cabinets when he wanted a drink. He had finished his energy drink a while ago and his hands were shaking. Shaking his head he dismissed the thought that there could be something lurking in the shadows. It's impossible, right? There's no ghosts or monsters that will get me. He had thought, trying to be logical about all of this. He had just watched a few horror movies, that must be why he was like this. He lowered himself on the bed beside Jason and shut his eyes tightly, ignoring the faint whispers he swore were real.
Someone he had never seen before, he could picture her clearly in his mind. A long, white dress on her slim body, dark brown hair that flowed down to her mid back. Sky blue eyes shone brightly as she walked closer to him in his dream state. Suddenly, her soft pink lips touched is own. It shocked him but he didn't pull away. When the stunning woman backed away from him she looked so very different. Her nice dress that was fit for a wedding was now tattered and hung off her bony shoulders. Her skin so pale it wasn't possible for her to be alive. Her eyes now a dull, grey almost white color. Her lips curled up into a wicked smile before she let out a scream. Her soft brown hair suddenly turned pure black and was all over the place as if she had piled moss on her head.
Azriel sat up quickly, eyes wide open. It felt so real.. He shook his head, realizing he had been sweating and it was still in the early hours of the morning. Jason lay beside him, sound asleep not having a single care in the world. Azriel let out a quiet chuckle at his friend who had started talking in his sleep.
"Nooo...I want..I can't tell him..hate me...nooooo.." Azriel raised a brow as the taller male started tossing about in his sleep. Carefully Azriel placed a hand on Jason's shoulder and shook him a bit.
"Hey, no one's gonna hate you." he said in almost a whisper, knowing that his light shaking wouldn't wake his friend. Jason seemed to calm down at this, his breathing slowed as well as his body stilling. The teal haired male shook his head and lied down before drifting back to sleep. His next dream more unsettling than the last.
Looking around Azriel noticed that he was somewhere he really shouldn't be. There were dark clouds above his head and the sky light up for a short moment as lightning ran across the clouds. In front of him was a stone path. It looked almost like a staircase. Taking a few steps forward he then froze, behind him there were thick trees. All blackened and almost seemed to be reaching out to grab him. Azriel took a few quick steps forward, almost falling in the process. He gasped before looking forward to realize the path was more like a bridge. On either side of him was a drop off. Carefully looking over, he could only see blackness. Nothing. Nothing for him to land safely. He walked forward, without a care in the world. Almost falling again as many of the stone steps were chipped and broken. When he placed his foot on one of them it crumbled underneath his weight. He jumped back, a large raven landed beside him and let out a caw before taking off again. Shaking his head, Azriel quickly made his way across the path. Now, he stood before an old wooden house. It looked as if it would become ash if someone were to even breathe on it. Standing there, motionlessly, he stared. Taking in the details. The wood looked as if it had been rotting for quite a few years now, and the door hung from it's hinges. His hand slowly reached out to the door, just as he was about to place his hand on the rusted door handle the door flew off it's hinges startling the male. He glanced behind him when he heard a faint whisper, but all he saw was the dark forest and the path he had just left. A shiver ran down his spine. He took a step into the house before he heard a loud scream from behind him. He spun around-
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Runes To My Darkness
FantasíaA young boy walked slowly through the woods, tears flowing down his face like a waterfall. Music blasting from his earbuds as his pace quickened. "But I still know your Birthday and your mother's favorite song" As the lyrics played a pond came into...