Dream post 03 The things I keep inside
Effects: Fear, betrayal, horror, guilt.
You awaken in a world of black and white. Black ground, black sky. Only the trees and that damned moon is white. You walk along the thin path no wider than an arm span. The branches of those ghostly white trees scratch and impede your progress but you continue. After enduring many scratches and scrapes you emerge inside a clearing.
A clearing with one large lake in its center. The lake where you saw a vision of what seemed to be a girl on top of ruins crying in anguish and sorrow. The girl you wanted to go to but were stopped. By him. You feel HIM watching. Unlike last time however he is not there and neither is the throne you were tied to last time.
You walk closer to the edge of the lake and the cold intensifies. Suddenly you hear a whisper on the wind. A voice both grating and familiar.
"What would you do if I told you that you would have to kill those you love when the 14th awakens?"
Immediately you can feel your rage flare up. What a ludicrous question. Don't go deciding for me you damned master. You tell yourself it won't happen, that you won't let that monster loose on them. But doubt slips in through the cracks and you hear His words in your ear next.
"And you have become a mad puppet as well, Allen" You spin around expecting to find Him gazing down at you from behind. But you see nothing but the black and white of this world. Suddenly you hear the surface of the lake cracking. You linger with your back turned as your instincts scream at you to not turn around. Yet you do as if your body is no longer under your control. You turn. There, piercing out of the lake stands a white figure, A familiar figure that usually is your greatest ally. Yet now...you see a stream of red flowing down the talon of its left hand. The same talon you have in battle.
The figure is with it's back turned to you but you can see the red droplets fall into the dark waters, the black consuming the crimson pigment like dry earth devouring water. You see an arm dangling lifelessly from the left and a set of legs on the right. They could belong to anyone but there is one distinct feature. The red anklets. So pristine and complete, now they lay crumbled barely keeping their shape around the ankle of that slender leg.
The remaining ice on the lake suddenly turns as crimson as the blood flowing down the avatar of his Innocence.
You stand there frozen as the horror creeps in. Why? Why is his Innocence...his ally doing this? WHY?
Finally you manage to breath in only long enough to let out a dream-shattering scream.
Noooooooooooooooooooo!
The last image you see is the blood splattered pierrot mask turning to look at you with what can only be a hint of pity.
[Allen's scream carried over to the real world but only came out as a short yet desperate 'No!']
[Allen can be seen sitting up in his bed struggling to calm his breathing clutching at his chest where his heart is hammering viciously. He doesn't notice the Dreamberry is transmiting and he doesn't notice it even after the feed cuts out with him holding his head in his hands as he tries to calm himself from such a disturbing dream.]
You awaken in a world of black and white. Black ground, black sky. Only the trees and that damned moon is white. You walk along the thin path no wider than an arm span. The branches of those ghostly white trees scratch and impede your progress but you continue. After enduring many scratches and scrapes you emerge inside a clearing.
A clearing with one large lake in its center. The lake where you saw a vision of what seemed to be a girl on top of ruins crying in anguish and sorrow. The girl you wanted to go to but were stopped. By him. You feel HIM watching. Unlike last time however he is not there and neither is the throne you were tied to last time.
You walk closer to the edge of the lake and the cold intensifies. Suddenly you hear a whisper on the wind. A voice both grating and familiar.
"What would you do if I told you that you would have to kill those you love when the 14th awakens?"
Immediately you can feel your rage flare up. What a ludicrous question. Don't go deciding for me you damned master. You tell yourself it won't happen, that you won't let that monster loose on them. But doubt slips in through the cracks and you hear His words in your ear next.
"And you have become a mad puppet as well, Allen" You spin around expecting to find Him gazing down at you from behind. But you see nothing but the black and white of this world. Suddenly you hear the surface of the lake cracking. You linger with your back turned as your instincts scream at you to not turn around. Yet you do as if your body is no longer under your control. You turn. There, piercing out of the lake stands a white figure, A familiar figure that usually is your greatest ally. Yet now...you see a stream of red flowing down the talon of its left hand. The same talon you have in battle.
The figure is with it's back turned to you but you can see the red droplets fall into the dark waters, the black consuming the crimson pigment like dry earth devouring water. You see an arm dangling lifelessly from the left and a set of legs on the right. They could belong to anyone but there is one distinct feature. The red anklets. So pristine and complete, now they lay crumbled barely keeping their shape around the ankle of that slender leg.
The remaining ice on the lake suddenly turns as crimson as the blood flowing down the avatar of his Innocence.
You stand there frozen as the horror creeps in. Why? Why is his Innocence...his ally doing this? WHY?
Finally you manage to breath in only long enough to let out a dream-shattering scream.
Noooooooooooooooooooo!
The last image you see is the blood splattered pierrot mask turning to look at you with what can only be a hint of pity.
[Allen's scream carried over to the real world but only came out as a short yet desperate 'No!']
[Allen can be seen sitting up in his bed struggling to calm his breathing clutching at his chest where his heart is hammering viciously. He doesn't notice the Dreamberry is transmiting and he doesn't notice it even after the feed cuts out with him holding his head in his hands as he tries to calm himself from such a disturbing dream.]