Fear of the dark +dream+

that's NOT a OCxCanon, it's just a stange dream I had last night, perhaps caused by excessive listen of the song “Sadistic Vampire” [link] ...


I was (without knowing where) in a strange room in medieval style decorative without windows and I was wearing a beautiful blood-red dress.
It was pitch dark, so I began to feel the walls to look for a switch, but strangely it didn't seem to be... At one point, narrowing my eyes, I seemed to see a big candle supported by a long candelabrum in the center of the room. I quickly went to it...when I realized I had no matches! "Oh great!" I thought.
This whole situation was beginning to really fed up me, when, with my great surprise, I glimpsed beyond the candelabrum what looked like a pair of glowing embers... "Oh…my..." I murmured faintly with wide eyes and mouth open. At that precise moment, the candle lit suddenly with a loud “SHAAA” that made me jump. The dim lighting of the flame reflected a thin metallic face furrowed by a maniacal smile with two razor sharp fangs very familiar to me. On the shoulders the high figure wore an elegant long black mantle with a tight chain ending in two large precious-looking black stones that reflected the crackling image of the flame. He kept staring at me with an amused look (maybe for my expression?), smiling in a worrying way. “What's wrong with you little one?” hissed between his fangs “Looks like you've seen a vampire…”

I turned suddenly, as fast as I could, desperately trying to get away (where? boh ...). After less than a step, I was brusquely stopped by an iron clawed grip that tightened around my left arm sending me a twinge of pain on the shoulder. I began to struggle trying to loosen his grip, trying to ignore the pain. “LET ME GO!!! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT FROM ME?! ” I screamed as I pulled with all my strength.
Another more extensive painful, this time on top of the head. Another grip grabbed me firmly to the hair root, next it turned and pulled me without effort towards my attacker. I found myself looking back at those braziers, which now shone like two blazing rubies. Locked in that position I could not move a muscle. I turned my head away, closing my eyes as hard as I could and gulping hard. On the right cheek I could feel the heat wave emanating from those hypnotic eyes. I did not notice that his grip on my arm loosened slowly and was going to hold me gently the chin. “Look at me, my dear” he hissed me in the ear, slowly turning my face.
I began to open them slowly… They froze; my brain was trapped in an incandescent vermilion cage. The corneas began to throb and burns, making me weep. I felt that in my head there was a fire that was devouring my neurons. I tried desperately to order my eyes to look away, but I could not dissuade them from the fiery eyes of the energy vampire. The stabbing burning went through my retinas, down my spine, and then spread and takes hold of my every muscle…
Slowly the pain began to cease until it disappears completely, only my eyes were now turned to the same bright color as his. Strangely now I felt much quieter. I didn’t debated or tried to escape from him. I just look into his eyes with possessed look.
“That’s a good girl” he exclaimed with delight. He had completely loosened his grip on my hair and instead now began to gently caress them. “Now relax you little one” he said as he clasped me gently under the arm to prevent me overreach me back. “As your wish, my Darkmaster” came from my lips with a smile.
He smiled too sadistically and opened his mouth wide, shining the sharp canines at the weak light of the flame. The violaceous forked tongue crossed the silver fangs and went to touch my neck skin that shivered.
“W-wait…please wait…” I muttered weakly. Trying to rebel to the hypnosis, I laboriously lifted my left arm (that was become heavy as marble) and I leaned it against his cold and metallic chest, weakly trying to pull him away from me. “I’m…not…a robot…” I tried one last time before my arm fell helplessly on his, trying to hold on it to avoid slipping. “So what?” He replied sarcastically while continuing to lick my neck and scraping my skin with his fangs.
“Please…don’t…”


“Giuly… hey Giuly! It's seven o’clock!”
“No… wait… NOS... Uh?” It’s that the voice of my brother? But what was he doing here?
“C’mon, get up! You risk being late at school”
“What? School… OMG It’s true!” I exclaimed, jumping off the bed. I forgot that it was Monday...




True that my mind sometimes makes strange jokes... The first thing I thought when I focused my mind was: “Wow, we were not far…”
But I must admit that in the end... I regretted of waking up...
(PS: Correct me if I wrong something in the text)



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