The sun goes down, worlds darken. Deep within another tainted dream I wander, alone, with only myself as companion. Dusty hallways fade in light. Eerie screams pierce tortured silence, leaving only scattered bits of broken dreams; just memories.
Voices, silent music of the night, flood the world, dismissing ancient fears. The waking eyes turn and perceive a new days dawn. Rampant visions of the past fade in the light of forgotten sunrises. Painted figures walk the streets, greeting one another with fire and smoke. Naked dancers sell their souls for a fleeting moment … Continue reading Dreamlike
Abby could not remember when or why, but at some point, she learned to dread the night, the darkness and stillness which seemed to envelope her when the sun slipped from the sky. Equally so, she dreaded the inevitable times when she could no longer fight the urge to close her eyes and drop off … Continue reading Night Terrors