Novel & Cerita Dreaming Freedom Chapter 1

The 'failed Ivys' began to crawl toward Dante’s unconscious body, and as the ship began to lift, I realized my nightmare was only just beginning. (Watch out for Chapter 248) 💬 Add to library | Vote | Comment | Gifts

I followed. I handed her a cloth and water. She rose and washed quietly. I watched every movement, how her bare feet touched the earth, how she shook out her hair, how the light drew a pastel glow across her features. She laced the cloth around her wrist, then stepped to me. “I dreamed,” she began, voice low. “But it… didn’t break me.” My heart squeezed. “You’re my strength,” I said. “And I’m yours.” She touched my cheek. “I’m learning how to be free.”

“Freedom.” The word hit like a blade against bone. I flinched. “Freedom from what?” He leaned in, lips ghosting mine without ever pressing. “From yourself.” My heart roared. My knees buckled. And then the darkness swallowed everything. - I woke with a gasp, drenched in sweat. My sheets tangled around my body like chains, my chest heaving. The sun was already bleeding through the curtains, too bright, too sharp. But worse than the dream was the truth, I couldn’t escape.

Enough to crawl toward. Enough to fight for. I pulled myself forward, muscles shaking, vision blurring. I had to get out. Had to reach him. He was alive, I knew it. And he was calling for me. The darkness screamed as I crawled, as if it knew it was losing. Veyrix howled in rage. But I kept going. One step, Another, And another. Until the light swallowed me whole__And I was gone. Freya awakens gasping in a field of glowing ash under the moonlight—only to find a strange mark now etched across her chest… and someone waiting beside her she never expected to see.

Then, a rasping voice, laced with a hint of madness, emerged from the darkness beneath the hood. "I… I was a scholar," it croaked, "driven by a thirst for knowledge forbidden. Now, I am… trapped, consumed by the whispers." A wave of empathy washed over Maya, the tracker known for her keen senses and compassionate nature. "We can help you," she offered cautiously, "but you have to let go of the book." The figure clutched the book tighter, its knuckles turning white. "The power… it promises freedom," it rasped, the whispers intertwining with its words. "Freedom from pain, from fear… from everything."

She wonders if she will ever find the freedom she so desperately seeks or if she has merely exchanged one form of entrapment for another. Tossing and turning, Elizabeth wrestles with her emotions, knowing that the path ahead is uncertain and fraught with challenges. As Elizabeth finally succumbs to exhaustion, sleep envelops her, transporting her into a haunting dream. In this dream, she awakens to find herself in an eerie and desolate place, bound tightly to a bed. Fear courses through her veins as she struggles against her restraints, desperately seeking a way to free herself. Despite her initial terror, determination fuels her actions. With a surge of adrenaline, she manages to free her w

The realization dawned on me: I desired freedom, an escape from the suffocating shackles of this relationship. As my mind raced with thoughts of a life unlived, a future free from his tyranny, I knew that I needed to gather strength, to summon the courage to fight against the chains that held me captive. This was a pivotal moment, a turning point in my life, and I found myself yearning for a new beginning.

My dreams become a realm of impossible freedoms, a contrast so stark against my reality that my heart aches. Yet even within those dreams, I’m running—running towards something elusive and undefined, something terrifying and beautiful. Freedom, maybe, or maybe just the illusion of it. But as my dream self breaks through the final line of trees and stares at the open sky, I know one thing for sure: I can’t stay caged any longer. And with that sobering thought, I drift into a restless sleep, caught between the world I know and the world I yearn for.

Give me back my hard-earned eight-pack abs! END OF CHAPTER 1

The freedom I craved for five months. But finally, I made it. Gradually my eyes dropped and sleep overtook my body with that thought. Tomorrow, with the first ray of sunrise, a new life will begin. If only my nightmare doesn't hunt me down. *********