Dark in My Imagination
It happened again—the same damn dream. Well, I guess nightmare if that’s what you would
It happened again—the same damn dream. Well, I guess nightmare if that’s what you would
He had taken a piece of my shadows, intertwined them with his own, using them to create the seal on the door. He had used my power against me, and I hadn’t noticed until now.
I had only used an eighth of my shadows, a part of me now would always be here, watching over her. At least I could take comfort in that.