maybe I was dreaming or maybe I was dead and she was an angel.
The Angel’s long hair cascaded down her back. It was so blond that it seemed a part of the dress that hung on her perfect body. The gown flowed past her feet, giving the illusion that the angel was floating towards me. The bodice was covered in hundreds of diamonds, throwing rays of light off of her. She must have been the light I saw , I thought. She smiled.
“ Eva, I have come to tell you something.” I heard the words as if she had spoken them out loud but her lips did not move.
“ What do you want to tell me?” I thought.
“ You’re in danger here.” A deep roar sounded from somewhere in the dark forest. I peered around the angel nervously. She turned at the sound but when she looked back at me, her face was still peaceful.
“ What was that?” I asked without speaking.
She reached out and put her hand lightly on my collarbone, almost as if she couldn’t reach my shoulder. “Do you understand what I said?” Her expression never changed.
I nodded quickly. “Danger. But why?” The roar sounded again, illustrating the answer to my question. My heart sped up in response.
“ There’s nothing here to be afraid of.” She raised one delicate eyebrow just slightly. It was the only indication of her slight irritation.
“ Is this a dream?” I asked out loud. The growling sounded closer now.
“ Yes,” she confirmed my suspicions. “Eva,” her expression was suddenly tense, “you must not forget why you are here.” Her ice blue eyes bore into my less impressive hazel ones.
“ Grrrrr.”
The angel ignored the growl. I tried to take a breath but it came out as a choking sound. She grabbed my shoulder then, very tightly. I was shocked that I could feel pain so sharply in a dream. I flinched away from her touch. “You have to kill him,” she said out loud, almost in a snarl.
“ Kill who?” I asked in a frightened voice.
Her voice became sinister then and the sound of it sent chills down my spine. “You have to kill D…”
Her words were cut off by a sudden fury of black. The black shape flew out of the trees. It could have been a bear or a large dog. It tackled the angel to the ground.
I stared on in mute horror. I started screaming when I saw the red. I screamed over and over again, unable to stop.
I bolted upright in the bed, still screaming. I could still clearly see the wolf-like creature from my dream. I screamed until I was gasping for air. Eventually I became aware of two hands trying to comfort me. They touched my head and stroked my face.
“ It’s ok,” a man’s voice crooned, “it was only a dream. It’s ok.”
He was sitting close to me on the bed, rubbing my arms. He was so safe. Impulsively, I grabbed the front of his shirt and held onto him. I buried my face in his chest without letting go of his shirt. “It was awful,” I sobbed.
“ Shh,” his hands moved to include my back. “It’s over.”
“ There was a wolf, a huge black wolf.” My voice was a little muffled from my head being buried in the man’s chest.
I felt him tense. “A wolf?” he asked with sudden urgency.
His reaction to my dream brought reality crushing down on me. I had no idea who this man even was, and here I was clutching to him like he was my own personal life preserver. I pried my fingers from his shirt one at a time and scooted as far away from him as the bed would allow.
“ Did a wolf attack you?” he asked more calmly.
“ Not me,” I clarified, “my angel.”
“ Your angel? Is that your sister?” he asked, trying to understand.
I wanted to laugh at the absurdity of the angel being my sister but I instinctively nodded my head in agreement. I didn’t know what was going on, but I didn’t know if I should let this man realize how desperately alone I was. But maybe I wasn’t as alone as I feared. My mind was so fuzzy but it seemed like there was a small house in the woods. I must have lived there. Why
The Angel’s long hair cascaded down her back. It was so blond that it seemed a part of the dress that hung on her perfect body. The gown flowed past her feet, giving the illusion that the angel was floating towards me. The bodice was covered in hundreds of diamonds, throwing rays of light off of her. She must have been the light I saw , I thought. She smiled.
“ Eva, I have come to tell you something.” I heard the words as if she had spoken them out loud but her lips did not move.
“ What do you want to tell me?” I thought.
“ You’re in danger here.” A deep roar sounded from somewhere in the dark forest. I peered around the angel nervously. She turned at the sound but when she looked back at me, her face was still peaceful.
“ What was that?” I asked without speaking.
She reached out and put her hand lightly on my collarbone, almost as if she couldn’t reach my shoulder. “Do you understand what I said?” Her expression never changed.
I nodded quickly. “Danger. But why?” The roar sounded again, illustrating the answer to my question. My heart sped up in response.
“ There’s nothing here to be afraid of.” She raised one delicate eyebrow just slightly. It was the only indication of her slight irritation.
“ Is this a dream?” I asked out loud. The growling sounded closer now.
“ Yes,” she confirmed my suspicions. “Eva,” her expression was suddenly tense, “you must not forget why you are here.” Her ice blue eyes bore into my less impressive hazel ones.
“ Grrrrr.”
The angel ignored the growl. I tried to take a breath but it came out as a choking sound. She grabbed my shoulder then, very tightly. I was shocked that I could feel pain so sharply in a dream. I flinched away from her touch. “You have to kill him,” she said out loud, almost in a snarl.
“ Kill who?” I asked in a frightened voice.
Her voice became sinister then and the sound of it sent chills down my spine. “You have to kill D…”
Her words were cut off by a sudden fury of black. The black shape flew out of the trees. It could have been a bear or a large dog. It tackled the angel to the ground.
I stared on in mute horror. I started screaming when I saw the red. I screamed over and over again, unable to stop.
I bolted upright in the bed, still screaming. I could still clearly see the wolf-like creature from my dream. I screamed until I was gasping for air. Eventually I became aware of two hands trying to comfort me. They touched my head and stroked my face.
“ It’s ok,” a man’s voice crooned, “it was only a dream. It’s ok.”
He was sitting close to me on the bed, rubbing my arms. He was so safe. Impulsively, I grabbed the front of his shirt and held onto him. I buried my face in his chest without letting go of his shirt. “It was awful,” I sobbed.
“ Shh,” his hands moved to include my back. “It’s over.”
“ There was a wolf, a huge black wolf.” My voice was a little muffled from my head being buried in the man’s chest.
I felt him tense. “A wolf?” he asked with sudden urgency.
His reaction to my dream brought reality crushing down on me. I had no idea who this man even was, and here I was clutching to him like he was my own personal life preserver. I pried my fingers from his shirt one at a time and scooted as far away from him as the bed would allow.
“ Did a wolf attack you?” he asked more calmly.
“ Not me,” I clarified, “my angel.”
“ Your angel? Is that your sister?” he asked, trying to understand.
I wanted to laugh at the absurdity of the angel being my sister but I instinctively nodded my head in agreement. I didn’t know what was going on, but I didn’t know if I should let this man realize how desperately alone I was. But maybe I wasn’t as alone as I feared. My mind was so fuzzy but it seemed like there was a small house in the woods. I must have lived there. Why
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