chilling nightmares [Bas]

Haunting roots did lift from beckoning grounds. Whispers of where life had been given first breath and death and claimed all hope did dance across her mind. She stood on the edge, lingering at the site of the mourning trees. They were not their sentries, those tall red soldiers that stood and watched the world burn around them, they were merely fragments of memories dwarfed by time. However, even if they were shades of another forest she had found happiness in, this still held moments, bits in time and memories. The south was home, ingrained in her, and she longed for the days when life flourished and love was so easily touched.

Obsession ingrained the aroma of longing; deep into her mind, never would she release the chamber she locked away for him. He was first love. He was first hope and dreams and all little girl trinkets. He was the breath her heart gave when she held her own. The fluttering of wings that tickled her soul and sent her heart racing in time and even when distance had brought them world apart she could still feel the fear and excitement racing in her veins. Her body felt as if it were vibrating with her anxiety. She needed to touch, to smell, and know it was truly he.

She swallowed her fear and allowed her song to fill the air around her. It was so chilling. It was a mixture of forlorn and longing. He had once been her rock and yet it seemed another had filled that void. Had he ever cared about them, or her? She had never seen him try to find them, any of them.

Where was he while she went seeking answers. Uncertainty raged high in her mind as the fogy memories places a wicked smile. She saw a flash of nose, teeth, and darkness in a strangers gaze. She shifted on her paws, suddenly feeling woozy. She felt her body swaying back and forth. What the fuck was going on? She shook her head as she waited but something crawled into her limbs. She could feel it itching, spreading, and sending her into a panicked state. What was happening! She was pacing back and forth, her hair erect with her discomfort and fear. Her tail was slashing back and forth behind her frame as she attempted to ease the panicked feeling. Where was he! She needed something. A fearful snarl ripped from her throat and startled her, she had heard that sound before. It was locked away but so familiar. So close and yet so far away.
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