Novel & Cerita Dream And Nightmare Sans

Terror. "You had the same dream, didn't you?"

NIGHTMARES. A very bad or frightening dream. Anna was starting to lose count of the number of nightmares she’s been having since Josh’s death but whenever she woke up with one, clearing her head with a jog had been working well on her. She lets out a sigh as she turns sideways to stare at the mini alarm clock she had next to her bed. The time read 6:00 am and she hated the fact that she had to be awake at this early hour of the day.

Liber Somniorum is an old book that contains the mystery of dreams and how to navigate its plains. It explains how the plains of dreams are divided. First is the 'Shallows', a place where you will find yourself at the beginning of your sleep, the outside can influence your dreams and manipulate them based on your understanding, for example, the sound of water dripping outside can be projected in one's dream. Second is the 'Plain of Desire and Idea', it is the largest part of the plains and the most crowded, this is the place where your normal dreams happen. The third is the 'Deep', a place where people find themselves deep asleep that they experience no dreams at all. Next is the so-called '

Only this bastard na kahit sa panaginip ko, binablackmail parin ako ng gago. But nevertheless, it somehow make me feel relieved dahil kung hindi dahil sa kanya, hindi sana ako makakatakas sa masamang panaginip na'yon. "A dream. It was just a dream.." "No! It wasn't just a dream, Samantha but a bloody nightmare! Tinakot mo'ko ng husto dun! You were crying at parang hirap na hirap kapang makahinga. And then you were shouting! You kept shouting 'no!'. Ano bang napanaginipan mo??""

She doesn't like feeling weak. “Exactly. I am the Alpha of Nightmares. What is a common thing of nightmares?” he asked, his tone taking on a sinister quality as he leaned closer, claws starting to dig into my skin. “They are dark and terrifying?” I arched an eyebrow doing my best to maintain my bravado. I would not whimper for him. He obviously gets off on that shit.

“For some, I guess I would. Sweetheart, this is not something I would want to bring you into, but I have no other choice.” “I get that. Always trying to protect me. However, this time I think I need to know so I can help you. Something is clearly bothering you.” She said as she looked into the golden pools of his eyes, and she almost forgot why he was there. She had to shake her head, and she knew she could not get distracted by his eyes and the wonders contained in them. “This is not something that is normal, either.” He stated as he looked at her. “A nightmare.”

“Daniel, we have to talk.” Daniel knew there was a time and place to tell her what he was, and he felt like this was the time. “Emma, do you remember what I told I can do?” “Yes, Daniel I do.” She stared at him as he paced the room. “That place I found you it was a nightmare you keep reliving. It was when your parents died.” Emma was confused and had questions, so Daniel explained more. “Since I can walk into dreams or nightmares, there is one drawback. If you die in the astral plane, you stay dead out here.”

DAVID'S POV CONT. "The truth is that you haven't lost your memory. This is just you living one life not a doubled life don't listen to whatever people say. Always remember that this is you and you alone not a doubled life okay." Stella nods her head obediently but then remembers her dream and frowns, "Why that frown what happened." "What of my constant nightmare everything looks so real and just recently I found a necklace that looks exactly like the one I saw in my dream today but the only problem is that i couldn't see their faces. What if the dream is real, what if..." " There is no what if here darling not every dream is real some are due to tiredness or overthinking okay. So enough of t

Chapter 14. Angela has a dream where she's tied to a tree surrounded by blue water, she looks down at the water but she sees a different person as her reflection, a more powerful and stronger female that looks like her, but she could swear it wasn't her. Her reflection looked more lively, happy , chubby and refreshed. She paused for a second to notice if anything would happen to her reflection, but it was still there staring right in the face. Angela became even more scared, because she had never seen such a thing before. How can a reflection or shadow be more healthier than the person who owns the reflection?