Thaumcraft Strange Dream の小説・ストーリー

Modern, furnished and beautiful and looking new everyday although the house was five years old already. Juana's coffee was transparent, lot of water,lot of sugar, no milk. So she could see her face while sipping at it. Her big blue eyes were a bit undefined, her expression showed fear with a mixture of helplessness and unusual calm. Then the dream came again. Avocado. Garden. Branch. Third branch. Corpse dripping with blood. Loose. Screaming. Empty House. Dream. "Oh my goodness" she sighed, dropping her half empty mug. She tried to make meaning out of it, but it was a little creepy..

' Elena said, taking her leave. Few minutes later, Elena reaches Vinix place where she saw her mixing potions and practicing spells. Elena says “ Hey Vinix! Sorry to bother you but do have a minute, I really have something important to tell you and I need your help on it.” she said in a calm voice. `` Yeah sure why not, go on and listen,' she said, offering her a seat. Elena says “ I had this strange dream about an image of a person with a distorted voice saying “ AM COMING FOR YOU ELENA.” I became really worried and I had to really understand what's actually happening. That's why I came here to find you, please help me out.” she said getting up from her sit. Vinix brings out a portion and t

Additionally, he found that he had reached the Yuraeceon Xaelm Rank’s Second Tribulation to the Fifth Tribulation. At that moment, the surrounding living beings snapped out of their dreams. Some of the boys woke up with drool down their lips. They either dreamed about eating delicious food or had the time of their lives with their crushes. Truett, Xzavion and Stephen were also part of this group. Meanwhile, Thea looked at James with admiration. Her interest in him had grown stronger after the dream. “The material of the star pillar is pretty good. It would be a waste to leave it here.”

I held my head in my hands, trying to suppress a moan. “It’s a surprise your mate is able to function with his chakras out of alignment and all concentrated in one place,” she said. “Inflating the apparatus are magical strains from Hell, the Norse, and the Greeks. This malevolent form is both wearing down the integrity of your mate’s soul and creating a form of explosive powerful enough to tear down any ward.” “Shit.” I slumped forward. “Every time I come near, he bursts into flame—” “Miss Aibek,” she said, her voice sharp.

I moved my head trying to bind our connection. I nodded through my mind. " Okay, this is me Thamer. I'm in Alexis house, tell me where are you?" he asked me. I followed his voice. I heard him talking to me. I talked with my mind. " I had a dream. I saw a name called Casa EripMav." " I see. Can you hold our connection? I'm going to use my teleportation technique to come for you" Thamer communicate me in my mind. I nodded. I just keep on closing my eyes and dreaming about him.

I ignored the flutter in my heart and kept reading. ‘Dreamwalking is a mastery possessed by Reavers, enabling them to seamlessly enter and exit the dreams of others, as if they were physically present. This extraordinary ability also allows them to navigate and manipulate their own dreams, shaping the narrative and environment with precision. Many Reavers utilize their dreams as a mirrored reflection of their waking lives, creating a sanctuary where they can escape the mundane routines of daily existence. In this realm, they can find respite, allowing their physical forms to recharge while their minds roam free.’

Placing one elbow on railing she directly look up at moon. It's her almost daily routine . Whenever she sleep early this happen she wake up at mid night hyperventilating because of those nightmares. Her biggest fear of life. She never tell this to anyone not lilly not even her mom know. Why? She had not idea. Whatever she is seeing is just out of her head. The persons, that screams, and that golden brown eyes. Even the thought of it bought goosebumps on her body. Who are they she don't know?

I woke in wonder. Who was this Zelimir? What did he mean by brother of light? What were they planning when Laylan looked through the window? And what was Ketheras? I asked myself question after question. I laid in bed pondering everything that I had seen in my dream. The man, Zelimir, who led her to the cabin. The red-headed woman, Grezelda, who spoke of faye and spells. Of Ketheras, whoever that is. It was dark magick that she spoke of, but is there really magick?

Arcane symbols stitched into the spine. “Try this,” he said, sliding it across the table. “It’s an old dream-tracing grimoire. From the southern libraries. It maps dream entities through their energy signatures. Might tell you what’s visiting you. Or who.” I didn’t reach for it. “I’m not making a deal with you,” I said. “No,” he said, voice softer now. “But I believe you might want to figure this out that much.” Silence stretched between us. I stared at the book then at him then back at the flickering candles.

asked Nadine in terror. “Not necessarily Nadine,” said Aris. “A lot of times there are distortions in your mind according to your fears. There are things you are normally going to see and things you are not going to see. However, it has been detected that people who have dreamed of divine objects always have nightmares about them. It is possible that, in dreaming of the place, the curse of the place has shown you a horrendous vision so that you cannot go.” “This is worse than I could have imagined; how are we going to look for a magical grimoire in a place where we can't use our powers?” asked Nadine in despair.