Thousands of free stories. Support your favorites when you're ready.
Showing stories tagged with #dream-sequence Clear filter
I ignite the sparks, The sparks between us.. They fly past and though the horizon. The years I cried an ocean. Where swept away by a brisk gale of wind...
I had a dream last night. He was looking into my eyes. Through my laughter I can hear. My heart sings before it flies. The hands of an Irish god. Are wrapped around me now.
I have a dream about me and Joey its my birthday and I have this huge surprise party my mums there and my dad. And if course Joey is too. I blink for 1 second and as I do I here this loud scream.
5. Seeking Solace #100days Part 3 I only had one option: to run. My arm was stiff from fear, and I acted without thought. I grabbed the flashlight from the drawer and made a run for it.
Her face touching my skin, her soft tender lips on my cheeks making me shake gently. She whispers in my ear "if only you knew" this enigma she has makes me want to get to know ore about her.
The third, enjoy. INT. Kitchen - midday This is a dream sequence, which took place about 4 years earlier. The man's wife burst through the door, screaming at a young man.
The moon shines through my long brown hair, it lies against the wooden boards that make this boat. The moon glistens, highlighting the soft ebb and flow of the otherwise undisturbed waters.
I had a different dream last night for once.
Inside my head, I'm in a boat. Among the stars Reflections, float. My hands create the Silky ripples, That grace the rivers Stars that triple.
Falling softly, Through the air, Dogs fly by, Without a care, A giant sheep, Wanders around, With greenish wool, Weighing a pound, He's filled with air, Eyes like the sun, Bleating softly, Having...
There is a legend in these parts. One thats widely known. A legend of a rat. And the wings that he had grown. His wings were born from struggle. His wings were born from strife.
I knew the light was fading soon, The tree line growing near. I had to make it before the creatures caught up to me. Panic stricken my fate continued to grow with fear.
Sadder but wiser. Clocks ticking seconds away. Eating the day away. Hiding behind these walls. Your past ghosts, your downfall. Listen closely, as the screams still echo down the halls.
Last night when I was fast asleep. I suddenly awoke to find. No longer in my cosy bed. I was drifting through time. I saw my mother, six years old. Playing with her toys. And Grandpa was a young man.
#household @MelchiorJ13 I was completely lost in my dream, My gold Olympic medal began to gleam, The crowds all cheered and clapped for me, My heart was filled with never-ending glee.
I rummage on through this life until I reach a past, Three bottles down and this next one might last. I blackout.
Njuter av mörkret, en dimma som sakta lägger sig När mörkret är här så ser jag dig Dina konturer, som en skugga i mörkret.
The darkness filling the air. Water pouring from the sky. Standing in the rain. Drowning out the pain. On my knees at your grave.
I was a wolf, with thick amber fur and bright jade eyes, I stared at my reflection in the clear pond. A fish jumped and I turned and ran, scared. Beep beep beep, my alarm broke my weird dream.
This is a random extract from a novel I've been writing - please be gentle with me - its my baby :) That night Lucy dreamed of what she could only describe as heaven.
Searching, wondering, is everything fine. Eyes drawn to the white rabbit hiding, watching his ticking clock counting down time. I'm late..
As the moon watched over us, I stared motionless into his sparkling eyes; it was as if we were reading each other feelings just by starring onto each other’s eyes.
APOLLO~ I wake to a new wave of pain. The room is of stone,cold and hard…unforgiving.
Intro- I shut my eyes, unable to take in the overwhelming sight. I open them again, realizing that what I'm seeing is true. There before me is Brad Pitt, down on one knee. With a diamond ring.