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Dreams

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Body's littered the street and blood painted the town.

What had happened here?

I turn to the screams of a young girl running towards me blood pouring down her face from a gash on her forehead.Her hair was missing large tufts and  her blond hair was highlighted with blood.

But it was not the blood covering her face and highlighting her hair or the missing hair which had been ripped out surprised me, no it was the dress. It was a snow white floor length ball dress with small glassy stones littering the hem.

What was i doing here?
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The Full-Fledged Ride

I wake up.... but "wake up" isn't right,waking up would require a bed, covers, a pillow. Instead I come to and I sit up, right away, a pounding headache bursts through me, it takes a while, but it passes. I look down my white dress, I see dry blood stains on it, but I can't find any injury. I realize that I'm in a cage, I see metal bars around me,the floor I'm sitting on is also metal, I recheck my body for injuries, but instead of an injury, I feel something soft, my blood runs cold, ...fur, it feels like fur, I turn my head around. look down, at the back of my dress and start screaming, I can't stop, it's like someone has taken control of my vocal chords, the reason I'm screaming is because what's on-no what's attached to me, is a wolf's tale.She doesn't know who she is, she doesn't know where she is, what she does know is that she has to escape.