Celestial Chaos - Nightmare
Relationship: Aziraphale ♡ Crowley
Summary: Something inside wants and needs to be heard
Rated: General (tw: First person POV, OC's POV, Mild gore, Parent Aziraphale ♡ Crowley)
From the story: Celestial Chaos
From the series: Celestial Chaos
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I bolt upright, a strangled scream tearing from my throat. Sweat slicks my skin, my chest rising and falling in ragged gasps as my heart hammers against my ribs like a trapped bird. The lingering scent of sandalwood and something stygian—Crowley’s presence—still clings to the air, but the room itself feels cold. The nightmare lingers, draped over me like a shroud, its whispers still echoing in the silence.
The images still burn behind my eyelids: a terrifying vision of gods, ancient and powerful, trapped in some unseen prison, their screams stretching across an endless, desolate void. Their anguish is palpable, a wave of bitter rage and despair that still churns in my gut. The wooden box Crowley brought back flickers in and out of focus, its intricate carvings writhing under the pulse of something malevolent.
I see rituals—grotesque, horrifying—human sacrifices offered to feed its power. Blood stains the wood. Throbbing, fleshy hearts crushed in hands.
A crimson tide nourishing the unspeakable entity within. Temple ruins, half-swallowed by the encroaching jungle, rise before me. Places of death, of forgotten horrors.
Then, a voice. Not my own. Harsh, urgent— “Wake up, child of light and darkness, sister in human flesh. Wake up and bring back balance to this universe!”