"I understand that." Because there were times when Lydia didn't sleep either, mostly in an attempt to keep the banshee back who seemed to like taking over when she was asleep. It didn't always work though because she eventually had to give in to the need to rest.
She smiled faintly as he dropped his voice, letting herself relax in the water as she started to move towards him. At least until the water rippled between them, catching her attention as it wasn't the gentle rolling ripples caused by movement. These seemed to be something else as they gathered and rose until there was a shimmery scene in front of them, an image taking form....and sending a chill through her.
The blood drained from her face as she watched the scene play out of her, years ago, standing in the middle of a field while wearing a pretty dress. It was easy to see her confusion turn to fear as the large lights started to click on one by one as she called out for someone. How many times had she dreamed about this? Replayed it in her head and now it was here?
She watched as a dark form emerged from the shadows, slowly taking form to reveal a man she hadn't recognized at the time. A seemingly normal man until his mouth opened slowly and far too wide, filled with fangs that gleamed in the lights while his eyes turned red. Then he lunged at her as she screamed, the vision blurring until it was her falling to the ground, a large wound on her side and another one on her shoulder, blood all over her as she passed out. The scene faded with him crouching over her, running a claw over her cheek.
After there were snippets of him tormenting her in her dreams, taunting her with horrific images, and leading her, talking about how she was not only beautiful, not only incredibly intelligent but also immune. Not that she needed to watch them because she relived them all the time and she let out a shaky gasp as she immediately slashed her hand through the memories, disrupting the scene with a sharp look. All while not looking at him.
It didn't matter that she had told him some of this before, she hadn't wanted him to see them.
oops, it's a novel
She smiled faintly as he dropped his voice, letting herself relax in the water as she started to move towards him. At least until the water rippled between them, catching her attention as it wasn't the gentle rolling ripples caused by movement. These seemed to be something else as they gathered and rose until there was a shimmery scene in front of them, an image taking form....and sending a chill through her.
The blood drained from her face as she watched the scene play out of her, years ago, standing in the middle of a field while wearing a pretty dress. It was easy to see her confusion turn to fear as the large lights started to click on one by one as she called out for someone. How many times had she dreamed about this? Replayed it in her head and now it was here?
She watched as a dark form emerged from the shadows, slowly taking form to reveal a man she hadn't recognized at the time. A seemingly normal man until his mouth opened slowly and far too wide, filled with fangs that gleamed in the lights while his eyes turned red. Then he lunged at her as she screamed, the vision blurring until it was her falling to the ground, a large wound on her side and another one on her shoulder, blood all over her as she passed out. The scene faded with him crouching over her, running a claw over her cheek.
After there were snippets of him tormenting her in her dreams, taunting her with horrific images, and leading her, talking about how she was not only beautiful, not only incredibly intelligent but also immune. Not that she needed to watch them because she relived them all the time and she let out a shaky gasp as she immediately slashed her hand through the memories, disrupting the scene with a sharp look. All while not looking at him.
It didn't matter that she had told him some of this before, she hadn't wanted him to see them.