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Posted by Lelio on December 19, 2008, 7:09 am, in reply to ":‡:Our Bond is Endless:‡:"
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Lestat dreamed as well.
He dreamed of fire and water, both searing. He dreamed of faces, some sad and some accusing. A pretty female collie, a green-eyed black she-wolf, another with blazing red eyes... a snarling black male with patterns in his fur like blue flames, a red she-wolf with tears in her eyes, shouting at him of betrayal...
He cowered and fled from such visions, running through the darkness of his subconscious. The faces pursued him, merging with the darkness until they were nothing but waves of living hatred, black and viscous, literally the stuff of nightmares.
The collie ran, a pale yellow streak amidst the blackness. For an eternity he ran, trying to cry out apologies, but finding himself incapable of speech. His jaws seemed to be glued shut.
He couldn't get enough air. He was faltering, floundering. Finally he stumbled and couldn't recover, instead tumbling painfully onto the strange surface which made up the ground of this dream - a smooth, hard, black substance, like marble or obsidian.
He looked up in terror as the roiling mass of vengeful blackness descended upon him, and then...
And then it hesitated, and it began to draw back... and somewhere in the all-encompassing darkness there was a light. He looked around sharply, identifying the source behind him. The shape of another wolf, a bright orb his or her center that changed continuously, melding from one color to the next as if following the individual lines of a rainbow.
And then the dream was gone, and there was nothing, and Lelio slept on.
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