روايات وقصص ضمن Dream Of Bleeding From Mouth

It felt like it slipped away like sand through my fingers. I know I just had a dream, so why can’t I remember anything about it? That’s strange. I tried again, but it was as if a force kept pushing me out of that particular space of my memories. I got up, and walked to the bathroom to wash my face, my head ached. A result of trying to forcefully recall the dream I just had. I bent my face and closed my eyes when I felt Something drop on the sink. I opened my eyes to see a dark red crimson liquid dropping into the sink. I raised my head, and looked in the mirror, I had a nose bleed.

The complete, absolute lack of water aggressively transformed his severely crushed throat entirely into a violently burning column of crushed glass. Hours violently dragged by in a terrifying, deeply suffocating blur of raw pain and hot blood. He violently hallucinated the putrid, thick taste of the rotting vegetables actively filling his actively bleeding mouth all over again. He weakly dragged his entirely shredded, violently peeling tongue completely across his torn lips, actively tasting nothing but the thick, metallic tang of his own fresh, dark blood continuously pouring entirely from the deep gashes violently caused by the rusted muzzle.

I took a deep breath and felt my muscles relax. When Hades knew I was calm, he let me go. He moved off me and gave me some space. “Just a dream.” I sat up and blinked a couple times. The sight of the bedroom came to me, and I listened to my breathing start to slow. I turned my gaze on him and noticed the concern in his eyes. That was when I noticed the blood coming from his nose. “Oh no, I’m so sorry.” I reached my hand out to wipe the blood away with my fingers.

I made a few more attempts to reach out to him, only for the result to remain the same, and the mental stress to worsen my condition, forcing me to cease further attempts. Time into my attempt to free myself, I started to taste a familiar metallic flavor hitting my tongue and stopped. I felt more metallic fluid forming in my mouth and spat it out, revealing it to be blood. One look at the spit of blood, and a sigh escaped my lips, all energy I had leaving me.

Her voice echoed with urgency, a lifeline thrown into the chaos around me. “I can’t.” My fingers were bleeding from the effort it had already taken to hold on. It was driving me crazy. I could feel the blood. I could smell the blood. If only I could taste the blood. One drop and I would have had the strength to get myself out of that mess. I was stuck in that position with no way of invoking my powers. I stuck my tongue out and tried to reach for the drop I could feel cascading down my cheek, but it wasn’t accessible.

It’s to be expected when its teeth sink into my unpinned shoulder, crunching through my bones. My own scream has me falling out of bed. Shit. Sweat slicks my skin and my hands are shaky as if it was real. It was just a dream. A dream I’ve had plenty of times before. It always ends the same. With me bleeding out in the ditch just like my mother.

I can feel my pulse becoming aggressive. When I look up, I have a feeling that something has changed in me. My breathing has also become harsh, and I can really feel the veins on my neck. My vision became clearer as my eyes shifted to Trey's neck. He was the closest and had his neck exposed. I can hear his pulse from here, even the beating of his heart it was too loud. I stretched my neck from left to right slowly while still staring at Trey's neck intently. My lips automatically separate from each other, and something's odd within my mouth. I can feel two things that were too sharp felt as though my tongue had been wounded, causing it to bleed. I tasted how sweet my blood is, which made me

I can taste something metallic in my mouth. Blood starts pouring out from the back of my head, and I can feel it spreading across the ground beneath me. "Oh my god!" someone screams. "She's bleeding!" "Luna!" Cassie's voice cuts through everything else. The fighting stops immediately. Everything starts to feel fuzzy and distant. I can hear people shouting and running toward me, but their voices sound far away, like they're coming from underwater. My vision starts to blur. "Someone call an ambulance!" I hear Cassie scream. "She's losing too much blood!"

Blood flow down from my eyes like tears streaming down from someone 's eyes. I was feeling a presence of someone from the beginning.The feeling like someone was forcing me on the ground,the attacks ,the glass container began to shake on it's own ,it exploded and shattered before my eyes.A piece cut through my skin causing a deep gush of wound .My face began to heat up and it started paining like hell.While drinking water from a old broken pipe the water changed into blood.The person whom I have seen in my dream since childhood wearing cloak ,whose face I have never seen was standing behind me , trying to kill me with the same dagger which she used to kill that couple .Everything felt surreal

It was pleasant at first, until it wasn't. I had a dream. One I was never supposed to have. One that only meant trouble whenever I had it back then. I was feeding off of someone. I'd split their wrist with my claw and was sucking from it. It was the best meal I'd had in years. Despite being a dream, the blood tasted real. Smelt reel. It was juicy, and I could hear every sound I made while I sucked off of it. The person's pained moan was quite obvious too. Everything was heightened.