Post by Phantom on Mar 5, 2006 13:33:00 GMT -5
Okay, this goes paw in paw with my pic: www.deviantart.com/deviation/29822282/
It's the nightmare I've been having for the past few months. I wrote it in a "wolf-ized" form in an attempt to get it out of my system... and to scare all you fellow Vargs with what my mind throws at me whist I slumber. Enjoy...
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Phantom ran, her paws leaping, her legs aching. Panting, tongue lolling from her maw, chest aflame. She could barely breathe as she fled. Yellow eyes where stinging and bloodshot, her vision blurry. Her head pounding, throbbing, pain...whispering in her ears. Like a the sound of wind ... but with words...
We're coming ... breathe no more ... we're coming..."
The young she-wolf screamed, tripping on her paws. She hit the ground hard and painfully. Groaned, she lifted her huge, furry paws to her head, clawing at her skull, writhing in pain. Dazed, anger, pain, sorrow. It was all she felt. Phantom's limbs painfully protested as she tried to get to her feet, aching, blood dripping from her mouth. She stumbled, joints buckling under her weight as she regained her feet. She glanced behind her, and her eyes clouded with untold terror.
The darkness was following her. A huge, ectoplasmic cloud of black fog and flame. Bright silvery forms ran within it, their phantom paws floating over the ground. Shining white eyes, cold and stotic and unloving glared at the world. Mouths open, fangs bared. Blood pouring from their snarling maws and sightless eyes. They howled, growled, and chanted as they came closer... "Breathe no more ... breathe no more ... we're coming..."
Phantom turned and fled again, horrified. Those specters ... she knew some of them. Her mother, her father her brother ... all dead. Demon, Bloodtooth, and Whitewing... her enemies. Even ... even her dearest friends were among them... Snowy, Takhi...Willow, Nightclaw, Bryr and Windrunner... But they had changed. No longer were they kind and caring. No longer loving and friendly. No longer filled with life ... no more...
They were all coming to kill her.
"Why ... please, just tell me why..." Phantom choked out to the apparitions as she ran. But no answer would come. She ran on and on, her body burning with pain and terror. Desperately wanting to rest...but knowing that they were just behind her...
It seemed like hours before her path was finally bared. She skidded to a stop on cold, stony, sandy ground, cutting her paws as she halted. Panting, Phantom stared out at the great expanse of water before her. Whether it was the sea or a large lake, she could not tell ... but she knew she could go no farther. There was so tangible way around it ... and there was nothing out there ... no other side to swim to...
Or was there? Staggering, she walked to the edge of the water, and frantically looked for anything ... any sign of hope through the fog... There! A faint outline of land ... far away, but just within reach...possibly.
There was no time to think. They were just behind her. Heart pounding, legs at full gallop, running... a great leap, and she hurled herself into the freezing water. She swam long and hard, the frigid water choking her lungs and stabbing her body. The water sapped her strength quickly ... they were gaining on her ... the land so far away...Legs aching, head hurting...hart pounding...
"We're coming ... coming ... for you..."
Dizzy ... pain ... falling ... sinking ...... Her body was failing, her awareness slipping. Phantom's head disappeared beneath the surface. Cold all around...can't breathe ... air ... darkness...The dark was coming ... she could see it, the black hellflame, the silver ghosts ... it was in the water with her ... surrounding her. Phantom tried to paddle away, desperate, weakening, fading... But she could go on no longer.
Cold. Fear. Hate. Sorrow.
"Your death ... we're coming ... die..."
...tears...
Darkness...
It's the nightmare I've been having for the past few months. I wrote it in a "wolf-ized" form in an attempt to get it out of my system... and to scare all you fellow Vargs with what my mind throws at me whist I slumber. Enjoy...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Phantom ran, her paws leaping, her legs aching. Panting, tongue lolling from her maw, chest aflame. She could barely breathe as she fled. Yellow eyes where stinging and bloodshot, her vision blurry. Her head pounding, throbbing, pain...whispering in her ears. Like a the sound of wind ... but with words...
We're coming ... breathe no more ... we're coming..."
The young she-wolf screamed, tripping on her paws. She hit the ground hard and painfully. Groaned, she lifted her huge, furry paws to her head, clawing at her skull, writhing in pain. Dazed, anger, pain, sorrow. It was all she felt. Phantom's limbs painfully protested as she tried to get to her feet, aching, blood dripping from her mouth. She stumbled, joints buckling under her weight as she regained her feet. She glanced behind her, and her eyes clouded with untold terror.
The darkness was following her. A huge, ectoplasmic cloud of black fog and flame. Bright silvery forms ran within it, their phantom paws floating over the ground. Shining white eyes, cold and stotic and unloving glared at the world. Mouths open, fangs bared. Blood pouring from their snarling maws and sightless eyes. They howled, growled, and chanted as they came closer... "Breathe no more ... breathe no more ... we're coming..."
Phantom turned and fled again, horrified. Those specters ... she knew some of them. Her mother, her father her brother ... all dead. Demon, Bloodtooth, and Whitewing... her enemies. Even ... even her dearest friends were among them... Snowy, Takhi...Willow, Nightclaw, Bryr and Windrunner... But they had changed. No longer were they kind and caring. No longer loving and friendly. No longer filled with life ... no more...
They were all coming to kill her.
"Why ... please, just tell me why..." Phantom choked out to the apparitions as she ran. But no answer would come. She ran on and on, her body burning with pain and terror. Desperately wanting to rest...but knowing that they were just behind her...
It seemed like hours before her path was finally bared. She skidded to a stop on cold, stony, sandy ground, cutting her paws as she halted. Panting, Phantom stared out at the great expanse of water before her. Whether it was the sea or a large lake, she could not tell ... but she knew she could go no farther. There was so tangible way around it ... and there was nothing out there ... no other side to swim to...
Or was there? Staggering, she walked to the edge of the water, and frantically looked for anything ... any sign of hope through the fog... There! A faint outline of land ... far away, but just within reach...possibly.
There was no time to think. They were just behind her. Heart pounding, legs at full gallop, running... a great leap, and she hurled herself into the freezing water. She swam long and hard, the frigid water choking her lungs and stabbing her body. The water sapped her strength quickly ... they were gaining on her ... the land so far away...Legs aching, head hurting...hart pounding...
"We're coming ... coming ... for you..."
Dizzy ... pain ... falling ... sinking ...... Her body was failing, her awareness slipping. Phantom's head disappeared beneath the surface. Cold all around...can't breathe ... air ... darkness...The dark was coming ... she could see it, the black hellflame, the silver ghosts ... it was in the water with her ... surrounding her. Phantom tried to paddle away, desperate, weakening, fading... But she could go on no longer.
Cold. Fear. Hate. Sorrow.
"Your death ... we're coming ... die..."
...tears...
Darkness...