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Werewolf Series: Remembering Reverie (Prologue)
Prologue
Nightmares, it's still hunting me. Still taking a heavy breath , I look at the clock beside me it's 2:45am. This scene is like a cycle, same dreams or fantasy or what so ever. It look surreal.
Running out of the woods, finding my way out. They are coming to get me but no matter how hard I try to remember how I've been there or the reason behind. I can't.
From that, I know that I cannot sleep again. I stare at my white ceiling. I tried to get up to start my day.
I took a deap breathe as I look my reflection in the mirror. My face is still pale as ever, my lips are not dry but lifeless. My hair is longer now making its natural waves evident. I wish you were here mom. I missed how you brush my hair.
After that accident I am living alone at our ancestral house in Phyrus a small old village, my father's home town. I always like this place, peaceful a best place to forget , maybe in time, yes I am hoping to never remember those nightmares again.
It is still dark outside, the air was cold and the night was silent. I gaze upon the moon above, I smiled.
As the sun rises, I started to do my daily chores. Yesterday, I started to fix our old garden, it's my grandmother's. Maybe I am still blessed I lost my parents but I still have shelter and money for now.
I started watering the plants, the Roses are bit dry as well as the Daisies. I sigh, this will take alot of time. I arranged some more plans and when noon came I decided to go downtown.
The village looks alive. There are lots of things, people are smiling but it seems peculiar. I tried to forget it and not be bothered. However, the strange feeling become more evident.
I did my best to finish my task as fast as I can. I didn't even look at the old sales lady. I turn around, ready to leave the crowd. But before I got to do that, I was dumbfounded.
I saw a man standing six feet away from me. Shock is evident to his face with his parted lips, dazed.
Those eyes I feel like I've seen it before sorrowful but there's a glimpse of hope and happiness. My heart beats insanely this isn't normal I know. There's an overwhelming feeling, a resurrection of unknown emotions.
I don't wanna be obvious so I try my best to walk away. My heart wants to stay my brain say "no" but before I can totally remove my self from that place I heard someone call him "Alpha".
to be continued...
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Remembering Reverie is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all names, characters, business, places, events and incident in this story are either product of author's imagination or used in fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual person, living or dead, or actual events are purely coincidental. All other trademarks and copyrights are the property of their respective owners.
Photo credits to their rightful owners and is used for entertainment purposes only. No copyright infringement intended.
© infiresyg
Nightmares, it's still hunting me. Still taking a heavy breath , I look at the clock beside me it's 2:45am. This scene is like a cycle, same dreams or fantasy or what so ever. It look surreal.
Running out of the woods, finding my way out. They are coming to get me but no matter how hard I try to remember how I've been there or the reason behind. I can't.
From that, I know that I cannot sleep again. I stare at my white ceiling. I tried to get up to start my day.
I took a deap breathe as I look my reflection in the mirror. My face is still pale as ever, my lips are not dry but lifeless. My hair is longer now making its natural waves evident. I wish you were here mom. I missed how you brush my hair.
After that accident I am living alone at our ancestral house in Phyrus a small old village, my father's home town. I always like this place, peaceful a best place to forget , maybe in time, yes I am hoping to never remember those nightmares again.
It is still dark outside, the air was cold and the night was silent. I gaze upon the moon above, I smiled.
As the sun rises, I started to do my daily chores. Yesterday, I started to fix our old garden, it's my grandmother's. Maybe I am still blessed I lost my parents but I still have shelter and money for now.
I started watering the plants, the Roses are bit dry as well as the Daisies. I sigh, this will take alot of time. I arranged some more plans and when noon came I decided to go downtown.
The village looks alive. There are lots of things, people are smiling but it seems peculiar. I tried to forget it and not be bothered. However, the strange feeling become more evident.
I did my best to finish my task as fast as I can. I didn't even look at the old sales lady. I turn around, ready to leave the crowd. But before I got to do that, I was dumbfounded.
I saw a man standing six feet away from me. Shock is evident to his face with his parted lips, dazed.
Those eyes I feel like I've seen it before sorrowful but there's a glimpse of hope and happiness. My heart beats insanely this isn't normal I know. There's an overwhelming feeling, a resurrection of unknown emotions.
I don't wanna be obvious so I try my best to walk away. My heart wants to stay my brain say "no" but before I can totally remove my self from that place I heard someone call him "Alpha".
to be continued...
__________________________________________________________________
Remembering Reverie is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all names, characters, business, places, events and incident in this story are either product of author's imagination or used in fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual person, living or dead, or actual events are purely coincidental. All other trademarks and copyrights are the property of their respective owners.
Photo credits to their rightful owners and is used for entertainment purposes only. No copyright infringement intended.
© infiresyg
