The night terrors return...

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• Origins   No more bed rest...

  I look up at the gawping faces staring down at me with widened eyes, noticing Dakota flinch back at my sudden awakening before regaining her composure. I sit up quickly, propping myself up with my bony elbows as the familiar aches and pains begin to kick in with the sudden movement reassuring me I’m no longer dreaming. My eyes flicker to the second figure surrounding me, surprised to see a large tawny wolf sat at my side looking painfully troubled.

• Origins   Not this place again...

  As the night went on my body was unwillingly dragged into the shadowy world of my dreams however something felt different this time. Compared to my usual terror-stricken replay of unfortunate events un

• Origins   Little wolf...

  My head begins to ache as I come to, a gentle throb spreads across my forehead as my eyes open exposing me to the daylight pouring through the large window. My vision is blurred as the white light floods my eyes, greeted once again by the rhythmic machine-like beeping as it enters my ears.

• Origins   Where the hell am I...

  As my eyes begin to flutter they feel weighed down refusing to remain open, only allowing brisk flashes of light to seep in. My head feels silent and empty apart from my heavy breathing – unsteady as it fills my ears. I try to move but my body remains numb, unresponsive as if I no longer control it.

• Origins   Alone and broken...

  A gash of radiant moonlight break’s through the cauldron-black sky smothered in thick, crawling clouds as the ground becomes baptised with blood. A great tremor overpowers my body forcing me to clasp my hands over my mouth, desperate to muffle my weeping while I look around in disbelief at the onslaught raging on, streaming tears cleansing my flushed cheeks.

• Origins   Whats out there...

  A growl erupts echoing throughout my mind…