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Your mind was always filled with beasts; long limped, buggy eyed creatures. Didn't matter much what shape they took, they were all the same. They all wanted the same.

They got what they wanted, they took what you can no longer reclaim. Still, they carve into your flesh for more. They take whatever you can offer, your body was never yours to own anyway.

The beasts don't come tonight, your mind is bueatiful. So vibrant and alive, you have more power then you can ever imagine. You can finally claim your mind as your own. It's so bueatiful, Doepaw.

The gold runs so bueatifuly…

There are no beasts, there is only the gold giving you comfort. It gives you promises, an escape from the ache.

No more anger, no more tears, no more fear.

Just wonderous gold.

Look how it makes her teeth glisten, Doepaw. They wish to greet you, to love you. Look how bright it makes his eyes, they wish to meet yours. Look at the tiny flowers decorating your pelt, so soft and delicate.

Accept this gift Doepaw, why do you keep fighting it?

He still drinks, he is a lair. He wants the gold, he always has, you know this.

Aren't you tired of fighting? Why keep up the act…

Its inevitable, Doepaw, you want this to end, you can make it all go away if you just...

Drink…

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The night runs cold, your screaming. But you aren't, are you? Your screams never reaches there ears, it never has. Its not a pain of a havener, it the thrashings of a beast.

Of a rat; small, skinny, pathetic rat.

You have no gold within you, you ripped that flower right out. The same flower latched onto her chest, with those glistening teeth.

Doepaw, you make sure there is no gold, not on your shoulder, or neck, or face.

Tonight, your mind isn't filled with beasts. There is no gold latched onto your being. There is only red, so much red. It drips down your body and swears onto the floor.

There are no beasts, Doepaw, but part of you... wishes there were.

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Word count : 356

Affliction Piece : Waking Nightmare, Night terrors

1/5 Dream Reflections

Description

Your mind was always filled with beasts; long limped, buggy eyed creatures. Didn't matter much what shape they took, they were all the same. They all wanted the same.

They got what they wanted, they took what you can no longer reclaim. Still, they carve into your flesh for more. They take whatever you can offer, your body was never yours to own anyway.

The beasts don't come tonight, your mind is bueatiful. So vibrant and alive, you have more power then you can ever imagine. You can finally claim your mind as your own. It's so bueatiful, Doepaw.

The gold runs so bueatifuly…

There are no beasts, there is only the gold giving you comfort. It gives you promises, an escape from the ache.

No more anger, no more tears, no more fear.

Just wonderous gold.

Look how it makes her teeth glisten, Doepaw. They wish to greet you, to love you. Look how bright it makes his eyes, they wish to meet yours. Look at the tiny flowers decorating your pelt, so soft and delicate.

Accept this gift Doepaw, why do you keep fighting it?

He still drinks, he is a lair. He wants the gold, he always has, you know this.

Aren't you tired of fighting? Why keep up the act…

Its inevitable, Doepaw, you want this to end, you can make it all go away if you just...

Drink…

----

The night runs cold, your screaming. But you aren't, are you? Your screams never reaches there ears, it never has. Its not a pain of a havener, it the thrashings of a beast.

Of a rat; small, skinny, pathetic rat.

You have no gold within you, you ripped that flower right out. The same flower latched onto her chest, with those glistening teeth.

Doepaw, you make sure there is no gold, not on your shoulder, or neck, or face.

Tonight, your mind isn't filled with beasts. There is no gold latched onto your being. There is only red, so much red. It drips down your body and swears onto the floor.

There are no beasts, Doepaw, but part of you... wishes there were.

_______

Word count : 356

Affliction Piece : Waking Nightmare, Night terrors

1/5 Dream Reflections