Parasomnia ch1, story 5/7.
I ran as fast as my feet could carry me. Sweat had soaked my clothes and drenched my hair, making me shiver in the early morning's coolness.
Parasomnia ch1, story 6/7.
Everything was dark when I opened my eyes. My entire body ached and there was a loud ringing in my ear, a ringing that made everything spin.
Parasomnia ch1, story 4/7. I wasn't the hero, nor was I a villain, but who was I really? The desk in front of me was littered with papers, most of them were blank, while others had few words written o...
Parasomnia ch1, story 3/7.
The flames burned blistering hot on my skin. Blinded by the smoke, I felt my way through the blazing fire.
You, my jealous nightmare, want nothing more than my suffering under your unforgiving thumb.
A forest is only as dreadful as the tales woven within the dark, tree lined paths.
Déjà vuWhile taking into consideration the affects of a full moon I started being wary of the moon phases and curiosity got the best of me one night. After some research I’ve discovered I was born on ...
Ororo Munroe wasn't always an upstanding hero and she made mistakes. But some mistakes can't be fixed.
Maellard is forced to comfort baby Pops in the middle of the night.
I left so abruptly, I was still catching the tail-end of bad karma on the way out. Broken fingernails, bad dreams, secret trips to the emergency
By annamiguelcervantes http://www.annamiguelcervantes.c...
Parasomnia ch1, story 5/7.
I ran as fast as my feet could carry me. Sweat had soaked my clothes and drenched my hair, making me shiver in the early morning's coolness.
Parasomnia ch1, story 6/7.
Everything was dark when I opened my eyes. My entire body ached and there was a loud ringing in my ear, a ringing that made everything spin.
Parasomnia ch1, story 4/7. I wasn't the hero, nor was I a villain, but who was I really? The desk in front of me was littered with papers, most of them were blank, while others had few words written o...
Parasomnia ch1, story 3/7.
The flames burned blistering hot on my skin. Blinded by the smoke, I felt my way through the blazing fire.
You, my jealous nightmare, want nothing more than my suffering under your unforgiving thumb.
A forest is only as dreadful as the tales woven within the dark, tree lined paths.
Déjà vuWhile taking into consideration the affects of a full moon I started being wary of the moon phases and curiosity got the best of me one night. After some research I’ve discovered I was born on ...
Ororo Munroe wasn't always an upstanding hero and she made mistakes. But some mistakes can't be fixed.
Maellard is forced to comfort baby Pops in the middle of the night.
I left so abruptly, I was still catching the tail-end of bad karma on the way out. Broken fingernails, bad dreams, secret trips to the emergency
By annamiguelcervantes http://www.annamiguelcervantes.c...