Now I have heard alomst everything about my bloody eyes. What about them? They are only eyes!
But no, one person telling he allways drown in my eyes everytime he look into them. That they are so beautiful and murderess...
Don't wanna hear that!
If it was something from a past life I don't know. I will never know. But the dream told me so much, the dream woken up a hunger I never have felt before. A hunger to be a slave.
The dream begins with a lady with a beautiful old dress. Her hair is loos and people looks at her like she was a whore. But she isn't, she is a vampire who don't care about what the men wants, even if she can read their thoughts. She walks down at a street with almost no lights, she feel that someone is watching her, some one of her own. When she reach the harbour to seek food, to haunt. She can hear footsteps behind her. He is blocking his mind so she can't read what i wants. When she turns around it's a noble man standing there. He’s hair is brown and eyes where green. The man stared into her eyes, not saying a word.
“You are the chosen one” He looks at her face. No reaction.
“Chosen for what?”
“To make birth of my children.” She turned around and started to walk away. She didn’t get far. The man stood in front off her, blocking her way. Before saying a word he grabs her arm and it felt like to ground was ripped away from her feat. The next second, she was in a beautiful bedroom.
“You may not believe that is true, but you have no choice. So come…”
And for the next hundred years she made birth to small winged beast, small vampires an some ugly monsters. She became his slave until the day she died. She had strong feelings to this noble and strong vampire. But the feelings where never answered in any way.
What do I want to tell about this sick and twisted dream?
The lady looked like me. I think I was the lady. I felt the pain in my womb during the dream and woke up with a pain in my back and neck. Like someone scratched me and bite me.
And now I think I am looking for a strong vampire to be his slave and fulfil my duty…
Yeah, I am sick and twisted, but I don’t care.
Sweet dreams…
COMMENTS
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Dragonrouge
20:18 Mar 23 2008
You have two options:
pull your eyes out... or pull his eyes out!
;))