Alixzandra Wiseman
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Dream State Part 2
Dream State Chapter 2, The Future of Today. My mind has been swimming with the images the past two nights, they play like a film inside the confines of my sanity. I can not take this insanity any more I must find out the truth, I need to know if I'm going completely mad or if I need help for my ever increasing mental instability. I left my desk at lunch time walking down the street like I usually do, heading to the cauldron shop, a centre for the local community who are all pagan, occult or some form of magic wielder. I know them all here within the store they have become friends, they know all my secrets from year's gone by within the occult setting I choose to follow.
By Alixzandra Wiseman4 years ago in Horror
Dream State Part One
Chapter One: Dream Or Reality. It always starts with a late night, or should I call it early morning? My head lays upon the soft pillow while my eyes stay wide open watching the darkness that seems to swirl and shift around my room, I honestly can not say how long I have laid here trying to drift into sleep I seem to have lost my sense of time. I truly can't sleep, I can merely just lay here watching the moonlight as it shines though a gap of the curtains that cover my bedroom window sheltering from the most of the moonlight and although it seems quite and calm in the street below, there is the odd sound in the distant which seems to be the roar of a car engine rushing down the main road. A car that was probably filled with late night Friday drinkers returning home from their nights activity's, perhaps they will all get to sleep with their merry aid of alcohol. My mind is swimming with the thoughts of everything that has happened from the night before, as if it is a haunting memory. In truth I'm scared it will happen again but I'm not even sure if it was real to beginning with, yet my legs are still shaking and my skin still tingles from touch of your fingers that seemed to dance across my flesh. Let alone every kiss from your lips that showed tender care yet a devilish desire, with the whispers from your voice like a tigers purr in my ear dream and pleasurable, but still my mind questions how could it be real and how could it not. Even if it was all just a dream, it must be real to some extent and in some strange unearthly way. My mind can not stop thinking of your fingers and how they felt like electricity, they sent shook waves across my skin that seemed to resonate though every cell of my body. Every shiver was a cool, empathic and lustful bite that seemed to linger for hours on end and I suspect could of linger for days, yet I am scared to return to the land of dreams, I'm scared to encounter you once again. However as the night draws on my eyes are become heavy as I watch the moonlight dance across the celling of my dark room, my mind is still swimming with every image reply over with every detail of the dream the night before, it is like a never ending film replaying over and over again.
By Alixzandra Wiseman4 years ago in Filthy