Night Walk
What Dreams May Come
Chapter 1 by SilentBanshee
Being sick sucks. The gnawing ache pulling at your back and shoulders, your nose and sinus filled like a splitting stuffed bell pepper, pulsating dull pain piercing the back of your skull and splashing throbbing against your forehead.
The sun is shining, the birds are chirping, and you feel like you’re going to paint the inside of your bedroom with a myriad of unsanitary colors.
"Ugg," you think to yourself, "I'm just going to sleep for a week."
Exhausted, a wave of calm washes over your body and you gently lay your aching torso back against the bed. As you close your eyes you can feel your nude form melting deeper into the soft mattress. The sensation increases, sinking deeper and deeper until you fall asleep.
What's next?
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This is the dream of a very sick woman who has been given the opportunity to become instantly well. You may choose to walk a very gentle experience or you may find your way to darker places. You should find it easy enough to choose the stroll that suits your desires. Either way, purple prose will line your path. Please tread slowly and - if you are the sort to crave such things - enjoy the flowers along the way.
Updated on Feb 1, 2020
by SilentBanshee
Created on Feb 1, 2020
by SilentBanshee
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