*Closed RP* I had woke up screaming, my naked body covered in sweat, the sheets twisted and tangled around me, my hair clinging to my face. Sitting up quickly I lunge towards the nightstand switching on the light, letting its pale yellow glow flood the bedchamber. My eyes scan the room for any sign of them, and the air releases from my lungs in a great gush, my shoulders slumping for a moment as I wrap my arms around myself. Get a grip Grace, it was just a stupid dream. It had been so vivid, I think thats what bothered me most, I could almost still smell them in my room, that spicy musky scent that was theirs alone, that made you aware they were around even when they chose to hide in the shadows, out of sight. They hadnt been out of sight in my dream though. Instead they had stood there by my bed, large as life, I could feel where they had touched me, gently woke me from my sleep to tell me what they had done. I had screamed at them, told them to take the gift back, I hadnt asked to be immortal, I hadnt asked to live forever, why should I have to accept a responsibility for something I never wanted? I had pounded against their chest as they explained there was no use in fighting it, that it had always been my destiny, that it was no accident I was adopted by Eli and Rafe. This was what I was meant to be. I wasnt a necromancer, that wasnt what they had said. I wouldnt just reanimate the dead, through me they would live again. I would pull them from deaths grip and bring them back here, those who passed before their time. The last words I remembered were, that there was more I should know, I didnt want to know more. I was happy being a human, happy not to have the problems that seemed to come with being anything supernatural and now they had destroyed it all. It was then I had come awake, before they could speak again, my cries ringing out around the room. The smell still lingering in my nostrils, and the room empty. It had been a dream, had to be a dream. My hand reached up, touching the spot Kyle had marked me, and I fled from the bed, suddenly desperately hoping the broken skin was still there, and sobbing as I see the wound fully closed, the bruising completely gone. I had to be human..only humans didnt heal that fast.... Falling back on my bed, my legs curled up, my head buried against my knees, I tried to comfort myself, it was a dream, it was just a dream, it was just a dream.
Posted on: Sun, 09 Mar 2014 15:43:12 +0000
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