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[delicatexnightmare]

Read the Prologue for The Inner Council: Dream Journal here: https://www.wattpad.com/578277660-the-inner-council-dream-journal-prologue ------ Nueve smiled at Ten and opened her mouth to speak but a chilling gust of wind circled around them and brought about an ominous silence. The two girls took a slow turn in unison to face the vortex. The silhouette was no longer suspended in the middle of the cave, she now stood behind the dimly colored veil. Her head tilted to the side and her entire form twitched in an unsettling manner, she never made a sound. Ten and Nueve remained silent and felt disturbed. The inability to see her face bothered the girls more than her strange movement. “E-Eleven?” Ten choked out. The figure's head snapped back into a normal position and she stood stock still. Tension dragged on for a short period of time before the girl slipped her right leg through the vortex, her clothing was not expected by either Year. They saw a black and white stocking and a black platform boot with multiple straps on the front and side, the girl revealed her full appearance once she was freed from the film. Her skin was as white as a Japanese yūrei, she appeared to have hollow eye sockets with darkness oozing from them but they turned out to be markings on her skin. Small symmetrical crisscross patterns formed and bore a loose resemblance to cracks from a distance. Her hair was darker than Ten's and her naturally kinky curls were in better condition compared to the other two. Her fingernails were long and pointed like claws and she wore a black dress with a zipper on the front, complete with a spiked collar around her neck. Ten and Nueve stared at the girl with their jaws dropped. How could such a monstrosity rule the new year? It could not be, but the number marked on her forehead made it clear this was indeed Eleven, the new Council Girl. The three women stood still and watched each other. Ten could hear Gale's muffled voice nearby and paid close attention in an effort to hear him clearly, his speech about the highlights of her year was almost through. Ten forced a smile. “Uh, hey there. How you doin', girl?” Eleven continued to stare. A smirk formed, but it seemed she was hesitant to smile. The girl tilted her head to the side with tensed shoulders, she forced a full grin that exposed a mouth full of needle-like fangs akin to an angler fish. Nueve and Ten noticed she did indeed have eyes. Eleven's black sclera matched the dark markings of her eye sockets, but her dull red irises gave off a soft glow. Her focused gaze made the girls feel like she was staring into their souls. Ten averted her eyes to the ground. “I don't believe this.” Art by @princesslovelydreams

[kirsisterjournals]

Read the Prologue for The Inner Council: Dream Journal here: https://www.wattpad.com/578277660-the-inner-council-dream-journal-prologue —— Nueve smiled at Ten and opened her mouth to speak but a chilling gust of wind circled around them and brought about an ominous silence. The two girls took a slow turn in unison to face the vortex. The silhouette was no longer suspended in the middle of the cave, she now stood behind the dimly colored veil. Her head tilted to the side and her entire form twitched in an unsettling manner, she never made a sound. Ten and Nueve remained silent and felt disturbed. The inability to see her face bothered the girls more than her strange movement. “E-Eleven?” Ten choked out. The figure’s head snapped back into a normal position and she stood stock still. Tension dragged on for a short period of time before the girl slipped her right leg through the vortex, her clothing was not expected by either Year. They saw a black and white stocking and a black platform boot with multiple straps on the front and side, the girl revealed her full appearance once she was freed from the film. Her skin was as white as a Japanese yūrei, she appeared to have hollow eye sockets with darkness oozing from them but they turned out to be markings on her skin. Small symmetrical crisscross patterns formed and bore a loose resemblance to cracks from a distance. Her hair was darker than Ten’s and her naturally kinky curls were in better condition compared to the other two. Her fingernails were long and pointed like claws and she wore a black dress with a zipper on the front, complete with a spiked collar around her neck. Ten and Nueve stared at the girl with their jaws dropped. How could such a monstrosity rule the new year? It could not be, but the number marked on her forehead made it clear this was indeed Eleven, the new Council Girl. The three women stood still and watched each other. Ten could hear Gale’s muffled voice nearby and paid close attention in an effort to hear him clearly, his speech about the highlights of her year was almost through. Ten forced a smile. “Uh, hey there. How you doin’, girl?” Eleven continued to stare. A smirk formed, but it seemed she was hesitant to smile. The girl tilted her head to the side with tensed shoulders, she forced a full grin that exposed a mouth full of needle-like fangs akin to an angler fish. Nueve and Ten noticed she did indeed have eyes. Eleven’s black sclera matched the dark markings of her eye sockets, but her dull red irises gave off a soft glow. Her focused gaze made the girls feel like she was staring into their souls. Ten averted her eyes to the ground. “I don’t believe this.”

Art by @princesslovelydreams

[kirsisterjournals]

August 3rd, 2010

           A scratching sound woke Ten from her sleep. She was greeted by thick clouds of supernatural smoke that dimmed her lamplight. A monochromatic palette replaced the colors in her bedroom with a jagged maroon "outline" on various objects. Ten realized the sounds around her were muffled when she shifted her weight and the strange outlines moved when she did.            Ten sat up and became nauseous, "What is going on?" she mumbled, her voice sounded as though she were submerged underwater.            The scratching from before brought Ten's attention toward the foot of her bed and she froze with terror. There lay a grey wolf with a pair of horns and golden eyes as bright as headlights. This was the third time she had seen the beast. She was scared out of her sleep in the first encounter when she heard loud snarling, its head thrashed above the foot of her bed with its fangs bore. Its face and body appeared rotten or mummified. The wolf stood next to her bed on the second encounter, where it twitched and jerked at unnatural speeds like a glitching character model in a video game.            This time its head twitched and tilted until it came to an abrupt stop, its gaze fixed on Ten and became still. She raised her hands as she slipped out of bed, she caught herself on the mattress when vertigo made her stumble. The wolf's body remained stock still but its head followed her wherever she went, like a swivel head illusion. Its head turned unnaturally to watch her even when she stepped around to its backside, Ten's heart raced as she held eye contact with the wolf.            Ten's vision to return to normal in an instant. The smoke was gone and the original colors of her room had returned. Her Siberian Husky, Tundra, lay where the wolf had been and Ten stood with her hands raised in defense. Tundra leaned up on her side to stare at Ten with an inquisitive pout before she tilted her head toward the ceiling. Above them was a foil balloon from the birthday party Ten had three weeks ago, a draft from the window moved the balloon and replicated the scratching sound. Ten moved the balloon to another end of the room, then she gave Tundra a pat on her head and crawled back into bed. She stared at the wall across from her, unable to sleep for fear she would see the beast again. ----            A day passed before Ten decided to confide in her friend, Oscarine, about the encounter. The two met three years ago on an internet forum for an online game called Spiffy's Space, where Nana once role-played with others and pretended to live in the world of Ninja King, which was her favorite anime at the time. Oscarine made an account under the name Ember_teh_Fox and they became enemies when they fought over a character called Yogore no Aka. They became friends after Oscarine sent Nana a private message and they argued until she admitted that she was lonely, did not have friends, and lost her mother to the infamous Turris Geminus disaster. Nana became overwhelmed with guilt and befriend her, she went on to create a ploy so they could both be in a relationship with Aka in their role plays. Alternate selves pulled from alternate universes solved the problem.            Oscarine used to role-play as her character, Ember the Kitsune, while Daisy Animaru was Nana and Roku's icon. Both Daisy and Ember seemed to become their own entities and split from their creators by the time Nueve took over. Ember_teh_Fox became Octaza the Evil Kitty, which was about the time Nueve learned that Oscarine was her real name. Ten herself had moved on from role play, though she still continued to use Daisy's name as an identity for her art page and as a character in her comics.            "Maybe it's trying to tell you something?" Oscarine asked. She leaned back in her chair with a sigh and crossed her legs. "Um, not trying to scare you or anything, but you watched The Unborn. So, uh, you kinda know exactly what dogs mean."            "Totally different story, Oscarine. This is a wolf, not a dog."            "But it still might be trying to tell you something."            "Pfft, the last thing I need is some demon wolf trying to 'tell' me something . . . and whatever it is by the looks of it, it cannot be a good message."            Oscarine frowned, "Sorry. You know I believe in this dream shit. I'm not trying to scare you."            "I honestly believe it too, Oscie. It didn't show up last night so I'm just gonna hope it's going to stop coming around now," Ten said with a nervous laugh.            "Maybe it's trying to tell you that, soon, you will wake up facing one of the Anti-Christs from Eerie High! And he'll be all like: 'good mornin', babe,' and you'll be all like," Oscarine stopped and made an exaggerated face of discomfort.            Ten laughed along with her, amused by the mental image. Oscarine had referenced a roleplay site that Tristis created in her year, it was meant to bring together "creepy kids" in a massive school. The Anti-Christs were one of the high-class groups, similar to preps.            "Oh God." Ten shook her head. "I'd rather take Scarlet Drohned over Daemodeus Iscariot. Anything but Daemodeus! He's a very handsome British guy, but not for me, thanks."            The two shared a couple more laughs before they parted ways. Talking about the nightmare helped a little, but she wondered if the wolf really meant to warn her about something. If that were the case, was the creature a friend or a foe?

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Art by @delicatexnightmare

Story and Characters by @delicatexnightmare and @princesslovelydreams