Dark layer of cloud hanging over
Bolt of lightning hiding and seeking
Thunderous period pains anticipating
Forming, building up a storm of attack
Striking twice on a virgin
Leaving a virgin pure
Scorned curved by the lightning current
Current of glowing splint
Sleet pinging against dark glass behind him, wind whipped leaves stampeding past his feet on the unlit path, an eerie howl screaming through the treetops; he knew he had trespassed against all reason and common sense, yet he walked further, bent against the storm, forward to meet his Nightmare face-to-face.
He took a breath and stepped into the clearing, clutching his blanket more firmly about him. This was his only wish, he couldn’t waste it.
Before him stood his Nightmare, he hadn’t imagined she would look like this. She turned around and smiled. “Hello, I’ve been waiting such a long time.” She laughed. A laugh so light and airy it sounded almost human.
“I wasn’t expecting… you.” He looked about the clearing, but yes. She was the only one there. His Nightmare. Continue reading →