Midnight Daydream นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"This is Midnight People's park. The owner named it that way because he or she wanted the People to have fun while dancing with their love ones." Prince Caspian look at her. "An anonymous owner huh?" Peach nod. They are just standing in the middle of the crowd. Still not dancing. Just looking while smiling at each other. Not until the new song play by some band. "Tell your goodnight to the light and close your eyes There's a better place for you than to stay awake You'll get closer to a paradise of dreamers in love You'll get better like heaven has done something~ "So lay now Hear me all through the night

Was it a dream? ***

POV: Damian The sound of my phone ringing in the middle of the night had almost pissed me off. Not almost. It had actually pissed me off. I had been deep inside my usual dream. The same dream that had been haunting me for months now. Jade Firefly. She was always there. Standing in the dim red lights of the club stage, the glittering silver mask covering the top half of her face, the rest of her lips curved into that mysterious smile that had driven me half insane.

". Midnight thought to himself as he was lying down on his bed and staring at the ceiling while holding his chess piece. He took the chess piece back into his pocket and then stared outside his window where the stars and moon were visible. He felt his eyelids start to get heavier and heavier as seconds and minutes continue to pass by. He was trying to fight back the sleepiness but exhaustion finally caught up to him and he eventually closed his eyes and went to dreamland. Before he completely fell asleep, his last thoughts were he was gonna do whatever it takes to make everything right and make people pay for trying to destroy the family and the organization. He was gonna do everything even

It was big and red, and it was important to him, but he couldn't remember who that someone was. His mind was constantly foggy, as if he lived in a cloud, and when a voice called to him inside his mind, he ignored it, thinking it was a hallucination. Midnight was trapped inside Gary's mind. The witch had armored him, and Gary didn't even remember he existed. Every day Midnight called out to Gary. Every day he tried to do Gary's shift. Nothing worked, and when he dared leave the corner where he was, the fog surrounded and suffocated him.

With the help of the man in my dreams. TO BE CONTINUED

And now, with her eighteenth birthday just two days from today, her nightmare became more prolonged and hotter, as if she was soaked and boiled. Glancing at the alarm clock on her side table, Cent groaned when she found out it was still three AM. Like always, she would wake up every three AM from that hellish dream. Sitting up, Cent fisted her long raven-colored hair. “Fucking perfect,” mumbled Cent. Her day would always start like this. Waking up from some weird psychotic dream, she would spend the remaining hours of dawn doing yoga as she listened to the soft tune of Mozart’s piece through her Bluetooth earphone.

**** [From the breaking of the day to the middle of the night From the breaking of the day to the middle of the night From the breaking of the day to the middle of the night From the breaking of the day to the middle of the night Summertime and I'm caught in the feeling Getting high and I'm up on the ceiling I don't know what you're doing in New York All I know is you ain't on my bedroom floor I'm seeing you undressed in my room But it's just a memory, a fantasy (Fantasy) Are you in your house? Are you going out? Are you going crazy like me? From the breaking of the day to the middle of the night I try to forget about you, baby And I die when I think of you with someone else and I don't know

I feel so alive, oh I feel so free. Dancing in the moonlight , now you hold me close, your breath tickles my senses ..you boop my nose. All laughter fills the air, our faces lit up with impish glee... I want this to never end, for we are all just stardust. You and me. Forever yours, Meg

Midnight My name is Midnight. I was born exactly at midnight, on December 29, 2002. My last name is Lipovsky, although it should be Vosse, but that's a story for another day. I am 20 years, 4 months and 2 days old. And I'm a bit weird.