Some things are best forgotten, others are best kept secret. Others are best uncovered and dealt with to enable memory loss. Some things however...you wish you never knew.
The cold existence of knowing all and not being able to remedy loss, is that really worth being alive? Is that worth having the gift of the Nocturne, an eternal gift? Some days I wonder...
What is my deal, why am I here? Why on earth was I on that very day the one to fall out of bed and crawl down to the pantry for a midnight snack...things would be so different...indeed they would be...for one I would be dead - buried in a 100 year old grave decayed beneath the idea of flesh ; rot, an understatement , the stench unbearable, the sight something a trained professional could not handle.
Alas that grave is empty and the dark horrors that lay beneath do not exist; for I still do...a child of the Nocturne.
I am here to stay...
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Nocturne
Paranormal" When was the last time you had a dream Michael? " " Since before the Nocturne, why ?" " What if I told you that I had a dream...." For Kat, a daughter of the Nocturne, to dream is impossible...a curse. So when Kat starts having vivid dreams of h...
