01-09-2025, 01:04 PM
Continued from here
Elyse hadn't meant to fall asleep, but when she felt the inevitability of sleep coming, she knowingly entered the Dream. Elyse hated this place. It's odd light and eerie silence made her cringe, and the place reminded her of her nightmares. When she thought of them, she could still see them - and still vividly. Nox had told her they would fade, but they hadn't. She hadn't thought of them, but as she tried to recall them they were there.
Solitude was what she wanted, and even locked in her room, she couldn't feel alone in Nox's fortress. It was full of kids mostly - strays that Nox had taken. And there was that creepy AI watching everything. Elyse stood and left the dream version of her room. It was empty. She hadn't been there long enough to make a substantial difference in the Dream. Opening the door, she entered the hallway. It looked like it did in the real world, bathroom across the hall where Mara's room was.
Mara. One of the few people who lived in the house she hadn't met, but was the one who intrigued Elyse the most. Elyse thought it was simply because, like her, Mara wasn't connected to the Blackthorns. Elyse probably should have been polite. She probably should have introduced herself, but she hadn't. She hadn't wanted to pry.
Elyse sat on the floor and couldn't help but start thinking. She had come here full of hope - come here searching for something better. She had found Nox, and their time together had been short, but happy. Until he cheated on her - like he said he would. It was the only time he had almost lost to the wolf. When Nox's lover ran, Elyse had wanted to give chase. She had wanted to tear his throat out for taking what was hers. Then she found Sierra, and her happiness returned. But Sierra was gone now. Then she had come to Kallisti, found a family and a girlfriend. Just when she was getting happy again, her father decided to kill her. Now Mae was gone - they weren't broken up - but Elyse wasn't sure what she wanted. Right now, she knew she didn't want to think about it. It was still too soon.
Her father - her father had piercing blue eyes. Perhaps her nightmares had been trying to warn her about this. That her father would come to hunt her. She had never really understood what they meant. What good were prophecies if they were so vague they didn't guide decisions?
Elyse suddenly realized she was naked. She had fallen asleep that way, she put on clothes with a thought - a pair of jeans and a yellow t-shirt. Finally she allowed herself to cry. She had come to the Dream for this, not knowing if her body was crying in the real world or not, but this place gave her the solitude she wanted. No one would be looking for her here, and that's what mattered. If she could, she'd have brought her body in here too.
Elyse knew isolation was bad. She knew right now she should be seeking someone to talk to. She almost had, but when she had grabbed her wallet, it had not been the number of Anna Rodriguez that she had punched in. It had been Ana Vega. Ana had taken her in, and was almost a mother figure to Elyse. Sometimes you had to talk to your mom, but Elyse couldn't. Her mom was dead. Frustrated, Elyse had put her wallet back down and had fallen asleep.
"What the fuck is wrong with me??" Elyse finally screamed into the void. It didn't make her feel any better.
Elyse hadn't meant to fall asleep, but when she felt the inevitability of sleep coming, she knowingly entered the Dream. Elyse hated this place. It's odd light and eerie silence made her cringe, and the place reminded her of her nightmares. When she thought of them, she could still see them - and still vividly. Nox had told her they would fade, but they hadn't. She hadn't thought of them, but as she tried to recall them they were there.
Solitude was what she wanted, and even locked in her room, she couldn't feel alone in Nox's fortress. It was full of kids mostly - strays that Nox had taken. And there was that creepy AI watching everything. Elyse stood and left the dream version of her room. It was empty. She hadn't been there long enough to make a substantial difference in the Dream. Opening the door, she entered the hallway. It looked like it did in the real world, bathroom across the hall where Mara's room was.
Mara. One of the few people who lived in the house she hadn't met, but was the one who intrigued Elyse the most. Elyse thought it was simply because, like her, Mara wasn't connected to the Blackthorns. Elyse probably should have been polite. She probably should have introduced herself, but she hadn't. She hadn't wanted to pry.
Elyse sat on the floor and couldn't help but start thinking. She had come here full of hope - come here searching for something better. She had found Nox, and their time together had been short, but happy. Until he cheated on her - like he said he would. It was the only time he had almost lost to the wolf. When Nox's lover ran, Elyse had wanted to give chase. She had wanted to tear his throat out for taking what was hers. Then she found Sierra, and her happiness returned. But Sierra was gone now. Then she had come to Kallisti, found a family and a girlfriend. Just when she was getting happy again, her father decided to kill her. Now Mae was gone - they weren't broken up - but Elyse wasn't sure what she wanted. Right now, she knew she didn't want to think about it. It was still too soon.
Her father - her father had piercing blue eyes. Perhaps her nightmares had been trying to warn her about this. That her father would come to hunt her. She had never really understood what they meant. What good were prophecies if they were so vague they didn't guide decisions?
Elyse suddenly realized she was naked. She had fallen asleep that way, she put on clothes with a thought - a pair of jeans and a yellow t-shirt. Finally she allowed herself to cry. She had come to the Dream for this, not knowing if her body was crying in the real world or not, but this place gave her the solitude she wanted. No one would be looking for her here, and that's what mattered. If she could, she'd have brought her body in here too.
Elyse knew isolation was bad. She knew right now she should be seeking someone to talk to. She almost had, but when she had grabbed her wallet, it had not been the number of Anna Rodriguez that she had punched in. It had been Ana Vega. Ana had taken her in, and was almost a mother figure to Elyse. Sometimes you had to talk to your mom, but Elyse couldn't. Her mom was dead. Frustrated, Elyse had put her wallet back down and had fallen asleep.
"What the fuck is wrong with me??" Elyse finally screamed into the void. It didn't make her feel any better.