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[January 2] [Twilight] A Profound Sense
Title: A Profound Sense
Prompt: 2. A profound sense of strangeness
Series: Twilight
Character: Alice Cullen
Genre: AU
My dreams wake me up again.
They swirl around me like an unwanted ghost, and it is hard to escape them. My brain is foggy and slow as I claw my way back to reality, trying to make sure I don’t make a noise. I don’t want anyone hearing me.
I dream of men and monsters, of wolves and magic.
I dream of fire that rips through everything, that eats away at me like acid, so slowly like I am nothing but agony.
I dream of people I love fiercely, but most especially, is the boy with the golden eyes and the soft laugh; who towers over me, all lean muscle, but never scares me.
And then I dream of his screams as the fire crawls up my body, catches, and feasts. I scream too, but not for my own pain, but for his; for mercy to be bestowed upon him.
I dream of my body slick with blood – gallons of the stuff soaking me, a metallic stench and taste that plagues me – and when I wake up, my pyjamas stick to me with my sweat. I cram wedges of fruit into my mouth, down glasses of cold milk, trying to chase the memory of the blood out of my mouth.
My desk is covered in papers, and I don’t need to look at them to know what covers them – the same rushed sketches of people, their faces empty and waiting to be filled in. Of a house in the woods, and wolves the size of horses.
My fingers trace the scar on my wrist; a childhood dog-bite, I am told. But I remember no dog, and I remember no bite, and I might have struggled in the sciences every year, but the imprint on my skin looks more like a human jaw than canine.
The early morning light is grey, and unwelcoming, and I am exhausted to my bones; I need to sleep.
And I will pretend that it is the rest I want, and not the desire to crawl through the world inside my head to find answers, to find the truth about these things that I should not know.
Prompt: 2. A profound sense of strangeness
Series: Twilight
Character: Alice Cullen
Genre: AU
My dreams wake me up again.
They swirl around me like an unwanted ghost, and it is hard to escape them. My brain is foggy and slow as I claw my way back to reality, trying to make sure I don’t make a noise. I don’t want anyone hearing me.
I dream of men and monsters, of wolves and magic.
I dream of fire that rips through everything, that eats away at me like acid, so slowly like I am nothing but agony.
I dream of people I love fiercely, but most especially, is the boy with the golden eyes and the soft laugh; who towers over me, all lean muscle, but never scares me.
And then I dream of his screams as the fire crawls up my body, catches, and feasts. I scream too, but not for my own pain, but for his; for mercy to be bestowed upon him.
I dream of my body slick with blood – gallons of the stuff soaking me, a metallic stench and taste that plagues me – and when I wake up, my pyjamas stick to me with my sweat. I cram wedges of fruit into my mouth, down glasses of cold milk, trying to chase the memory of the blood out of my mouth.
My desk is covered in papers, and I don’t need to look at them to know what covers them – the same rushed sketches of people, their faces empty and waiting to be filled in. Of a house in the woods, and wolves the size of horses.
My fingers trace the scar on my wrist; a childhood dog-bite, I am told. But I remember no dog, and I remember no bite, and I might have struggled in the sciences every year, but the imprint on my skin looks more like a human jaw than canine.
The early morning light is grey, and unwelcoming, and I am exhausted to my bones; I need to sleep.
And I will pretend that it is the rest I want, and not the desire to crawl through the world inside my head to find answers, to find the truth about these things that I should not know.