ooc. You make thing's sound so sad
ic. Shiloh still propped up against Nightmare's bed. She hadnt realized that he was up or gone, she was dreaming. Everything always seemed happy in her dreams, but then everything good would turn into something bad. Her glimpsed her mother with blood streaming from her body, dead. She saw her master, grinning with deceat and anger. She wanted to crawl away from it...she wanted to forget it. When she woke up, her body was lathered with sweat, and she was shaking. Her quick breathing stopped when she noticed that Nightmare wasnt there. Weary, she arose and went to her own room, but only to fall asleep and dream again. She screamed again and again so that the hall's echoed with it.