Novel & Cerita Dream Of Bleeding Eyes

In that dream I remember turning slowly with a bloody eyes which till now I don’t understand the meaning, maybe it stood for my pain, pain of betrayal I don’t know but I had turned at that moment with bloodshot eyes only to see my mother, not looking much older, standing a few feet away and calling to me softly with agony and tears in her eyes. But even in that dream, despite how long she called to me, my leg could not move and I found myself unable to give her what she wanted. She had kept calling my name and pleading to me to come but even though I could not see them, I could feel the lines demarcating us, stop me from lifting a hand to her. But to my surprise, her eyes suddenly changed an

I yawn and close my eyes. “You belong to me!” I whimper as flashes happen in my dream. Jadara laughing manically as Cece howls in her form. “The land will bleed. The sins of those will cleanse the earth and then we will be satisfied.” Her voice echoes in my dream. No! I try to pull out of it, but I’m sucked further in. I look around and see bodies on the ground. I shake my head. I lift my hands as they tremble, seeing them dripping with blood. When I straighten up. I smirk.

I could sense his concern, his confusion, his growing alarm as he became aware of my distress. No, no, no. I couldn't let them see me like this. Couldn't let them know about the dream. About what I might become. I stumbled toward the washbasin, desperate to clean the blood from my arms before anyone saw. But my reflection in the small mirror above it made me freeze. My eyes weren't quite right. They were still brown, but there were flecks of red in the irises that definitely hadn't been there before. And my skin looked pale, almost translucent, with dark circles under my eyes that made me look like I hadn't slept in weeks.

~Zegulf~ I wake up with a jolt, my nose bleeding worse than before and tears streaming down my cheeks. Only when I tried to wipe the tears off did I realize it was blood. Did I actually cry? Why the fuck are they blood tears. What is happening to me? Carmen... that's my fated's name. At least I know her name now. Rolling her name through my mind over and over, I pull up the feelings I felt when I entered her dream.

Then I heard a high pitched scream that hurt my ears , I cover them but I can't but crying, I woke up screaming from the pain I felt in my ears , finally awake . I saw blood all over my hands reaching to my sleeves, I was terrified by the blood I stared at it as I felt what I am seeing ,the blood in my hands , my eyesight is hazy going right and left , I can't focus , that great headache I can't stop it , I touched my head I was moaning , I felt something wet yet warm poured down to my neck , I felt it was drenching from inside of my ears , suddenly the doors were slammed hard and i imagined a ghost of big man leaving my room , I was almost about to scream again , I though I was still asl

My vision slowly becomes blurry and I pass out. ****** I open my eyes and see myself in Aiden's arms as he sweat profusely. Was his room also hot or is he just scared shitless? His heartbeat is fast and intense. I smile. He really cares. Tash and Raven are beside Aiden, fear written on their faces. It becomes harder to keep my eyes open and my body is numb. I shut my eyes and drift to sleep. ******* "There is a thing that the Vahemir ain't immune to. It was released in the steam", Tash explains and I open my eyes but my visions are blurry I can't see them properly, so I shut my eyes.

But did it ever really reach a level that one would bleed? She asked herself, lying across the floor in the pool of her own blood. "I do these things, because i love you." He whispered and the moment that she met his frightening eyes, she immediately gasped—drifting herself from the trance she'd slipped in. It was a nightmare. A nightmare in a daydream.

When I lifted my head, my reflection greeted me in the small, spotted mirror hung above the basin, tired and pale in the low candlelight, dark circles pressed beneath eyes that looked entirely, ordinarily brown. Then they didn't. It happened fast, faster than I could track, a flash of violet bleeding into my irises like ink dropped into water, there and gone again in less than a heartbeat, gone so quickly that if I hadn't been staring directly into the mirror I might have convinced myself I'd imagined it entirely. But I hadn't imagined it. I knew what I'd seen, the same impossible color from the dream that still haunted me some nights, the same color Ivy had whispered about in cruel, gleeful

Reina's eyes shot open, her heart racing as she sat up, drenched in her own sweat. She was having a recurring dream where she was breastfeeding a newborn baby with piercing green eyes staring back at her as he sucked on her nipple. His piercing green eyes locked onto hers with an intensity that made her heart swell with love. He latched onto her breast, warmth radiating between them, a bond so tender it felt real—until it was shattered.

He commanded. I gazed up to his face, from sharp jaw line to his thin pursed lips then the Greek nose, until I saw those eyes, like smoldering fire, in the color of crimson. My heart suddenly flinched in severe pain before I fainted out. Those eyes, I wonder if it’s just a delusion, were the same eyes I had seen countlessly in my dreams. I swallowed in panic, wondering if the nightmare was going to come true. I slowly got myself sat up, trying to observe the surroundings but it was too dark outside. The slight pain on arm reminded me of the cut but when I touched it, it had already been surprisingly bandaged neatly. The bleeding stopped.