#duskborn visons

[duskbornbitchqueen]

The sun shines down, warm and comforting, you feel no wind but can see the flowers around you swaying to some unheard dance. You feel welcome, loved, the colors around you are so familiar. All at once it's gone. There's a bright flash of color and a scream, and it takes you a moment to realise your vision is blocked by a spray of blood, disrupting the calm and taking with it that warmth, that comfort. A deep, threatening voice growls in the distance, "Who the hell do you think you are?"

Beetlejuice groans as the vision fades, leaving a nauseating migraine, flashing pain behind her Brand and behind her eyes.

That voice… it had sounded familiar. Like the way a stranger may seem familiar in a dream, only for you to wake up and realize that you’ve never seen that face before…

Had she dreamt of him before? Beetlejuice wasn’t sure. But the man’s tone had left a deep pit forming at the base of her stomach…

She reaches for her phone, through bleary eyes, and texts the “Girls Night” group to see if they had all made it home okay.

Something seemed off.

And BJ couldn’t quite put her finger on what.

[duskbornbitchqueen]

A group of people stand in an old mansion, with you among them. There is a fey, two shifters, two vampires, and two mages. They seem to have chased a figure through a portal. The man turns around, dark brown features and messy curling brown hair. He was extremely handsome, even with his messy hair. His violet eyes lock with yours and his third eye opens, glowing violet. You feel your own open. You should not be here.

A moment later the man you followed through the portal lunges at the three eyed man, you now know is Salout. You've seen him before, you've met him. He's your grandsire. You have to help your grandsire.

You... were not meant to see this

You feel his soul vanish, you feel your beast stirring. Hand to sword you move to charge forward. Suddenly a dragon's claws graw you. Adara. Mamadragon.... On the other side a Gargoyle. Lorien. Your love...

You feel yourself being dragged away, screaming, sobbing, crying for your grandsire. Your family. Your grandsire. He's gone. Gone gone... you couldn't help gone....

the vision ends and you get the slightest vision of a 18 year old Irish girl in space, clutching herself, sobbing and crying from 3 violet eyes.

@return-of-the-unicorns

Beetlejuice slams on the breaks -

causing her red Suzuki supercarrier to careen violently towards the center line.

He's gone. Gone gone...

Horns blare as BJ gains controle again, swerving out of the way of an incoming semi-truck. Bloody tears sting her eyes and she tries to hang onto the moment.

Oh god it's Finn.

Her eyes fill with milky white fog, clouding her vision to all but this nightmare. She reaches out to Finnula as she weeps in the void. Tears of crimson fall down BJ's face as she tries to call out... but her voice is muffled like that in a dream. She screams trying to rush to Finn, but each step brings her farther and farther away until-

WOMPH!

The small van collides with the roadside ditch, the impact slamming Beetlejuice's forehead into the hard steering wheel... She blinks. Stunned. Looking around and checking herself over, BJ catches the reflection in the rearview mirror.

Blood pours from her forehead brand like a weeping third eye.