wake up, not into reality. But into a vision. They always come when I'm sleeping. I don't think I've ever been awake during one. Maybe it's just timing, and I haven't had a vision when I'm awake, maybe not.
There's blood everywhere on the ground. If I look at my hands, they're holding a sword. It's bloodied. The blood is fresh, and if I touch it, it's still slightly warm.
My eyes go up. To a woman holding her abdomen. Blood is seeping through her hands. She's crunched up and on her knees. After a few seconds she looks up, she's smiling.. Her face is pale.. A few splatter marks of blood on her cheek. Her green hues glow for a moment before becoming dull.
"I'm sorry.." Her voice came, soft, familiar.. It brought me back a flash back. To when I was a child, crying.. A soft hum.
Mother?
"As am I.." My lips formed the words. But my voice didn't sound. I drew both my hands up.. Lifting the sword high into the hair, my muscles tensing from my own wounds.. As my arm lifted, I took steps forward. I then ran at her, swing the sword down.
It hit her head. As it did that, it melted into her skin, slicing into the bone easily. The horrid sound of blood spewing from her caused me to shudder. The sword sank into her head, then her neck, shoulders.. This all seemed to take forever before it all disappeared..
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I've been having really bad writers block! Sorry if this chapter is coming REALY late.