#thrd:nightmares

[thecursedson]

{ @thelostpan }

Baelfire tossed and turned in his bed, his mind racing with various thoughts and feelings. His dreams were developing as they always did every night. And just like every night, Baelfire’s dreams quickly shifted into nightmares causing the young boy to curl into himself and tremble as his subconscious tried to fend off the demons that tortured his mind. 

“S-Stop it!” The boy whispered in his sleep, his eyes squeezing themselves shut as he continued to try to fight the monster’s in his sleep. 

[torturedforbes]

Nightmares || Sleeping Beauty verse

         "I dreamt that it didn't work." A simple sentence to describe the way she had woken up. In a panic with her heart pounding in her chest, her throat thick with unshed tears and a feeling of dread in her stomach.

         It had been so vivid and so real and so much more believable than the truth that even waking up in an unfamiliar bed in an unfamiliar room in an unfamiliar city hadn't been enough to push it away. She'd crept down the hall and stood outside the door to his bedroom until she heard him move.

         Even then, she hadn't ventured back to her borrowed bedroom, but padded down the hallway on stocking feet. She made her way downstairs to the living room and curled up in a chair by the fire with a full glass of bourbon. That was where she was now, and though she appeared calm her mind was anything but.

         "And now I can't sleep." She turned finally to look at whoever had entered the living room after her. "What are you doing up?"