CHAPTER 1 - Dreaming

It happened again.

He felt the pull of it as it dragged him deeper within himself, to a place he never knew existed. Or wanted to admit could be a part of him. It always caught him at his most vulnerable moments, when he had just started to fall into a deep abyssal sleep.

His black of a dream quickly changed into something more. Something almost primal.

The sensation almost foreign to him as he had not felt anything similiar to it since before the fall. Not since everything turned to shit.

Feelings he was unable to describe took over and rewrote his whole being, which bubbled through his bleak and monochromatic self coloring it shades of color not there before. And try as he might to fight it, nothing helped. He had become someone else entirely, someone leagues away.

His only solace being in the fact he knew he’d wake up. That an end would come and he wouldn’t have to be her much longer.