Part 17

Her whole demeanour changed the second she heard his voice. That deep, low voice he'd infused with menace pierced through the fog. His was the voice that had haunted her dreams since she could remember, he would come to her whenever she was suffering or alone. She felt a link to him that she had not let helself feel with anyone else.

"Who are you?" She whispered, surprised at the slight crack in her voice. His hands squeezed her wrists and she looked down. His long fingers easily encircling them and keeping her prisoner. She knew she should be afraid, but she wasn't, she was intrigued. Why did he haunt her dreams?

I nominate AndrewPenney and TheRedLady to continue, they're amazing writter (some of many on here!) and I can't wait to see where they'll take this!

Cici88 Cici88
22-25, F
2 Responses Jul 20, 2010

Interesting.. I need to read this through!

Heh, heh, heh... hmmmmm now we move to dreams, eh? The plot thickens! Jester I hope you're taking note of your creation!