Stories tagged “dreaming”

  • My Beautiful Rescue

    I’ve been dancing on the tops of buildings… Every day I wake up to you, and I smile. That smile’s just for you, you know. And when you smile back, it’s flawless. Everywhere I go, I wear your smile, the essence of you, around my ...

    • Author: Granada
    • Posted over 5 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Adelaide Gets A Rude Awakening

    “Right, well since I am not really your Fairy Godmother, I don’t actually care.” The Faux Fairy Godmother smiled menacingly. “So I don’t think I’m needed in this dream other than for mischief.” The Prince turne...

  • To Fly

    In this dream, like every dream he could remember, he flew alone through blue, cloudless skies. Skin bared to the comforting warmth of the mid-day sun, he wheeled low over lush tree tops. Their leaves, reaching hungrily for the sun, tickled his bare st...

    • Author: Kespan
    • Posted over 5 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • I Am Not Dreaming

    “I am not dreaming,” Alex said aloud to himself, though no one heard. He blinked hard. Ricky was on the floor, chalk covered hands twitching at his sides. Mrs. Hubbard obscured his artwork as she leaned over him, a look of panicked concern ...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted over 5 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Somnambulism

    The caffeine wearing thin I drift asleep But then In dues of time I find myself afoot In lucid dreams I walk On glowing streams Of course I know I dream Yet motor control lack The text I do depart I ad lib now A scene My mind projects From my subconsci...

    • Author: Abstract
    • Posted about 5 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The killer sun

    Here I stand, blistering hot, my blistered body sunburned and dehydrated, my lips chapped, my joints aching, my head throbbing. Every so often, I send an SOS signal using my ham radio, my frazzled mind forgetting that help is coming, slowly but surely....

  • Want

    I have an image of what my real parents are like. My mom, she’s thin and short, with my dark brown hair, but instead of my brown eyes, she has a crystal blue. She works in some little diner at the end of a street with the hustle and bustle of a small...

    • Author: itsElisey
    • Posted over 4 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Lucid

    I watched in helpless fear as I tried to escape the binds that held me tight. BANG! Another corpse fell over, as the executioner moved up the line. “LET ME GO!” I yelled. The executioner ignored me. BANG! Another of my comrades fell to the ...

  • Slumbering Giant

    New York City, the city that never sleeps. Oh, the reasons that people give. But we know the truth. As the citizens of the city fall asleep, one by one, the eyes begin to open. First a few, then hundreds, then thousands. Of course, there are always eye...

  • Train (Station) of Thought

    The train stations were always busiest at night. With dreaming locomotives constantly loading and unloading passengers, trains of thought barreling down whimsical and ever-shifting tracks, inspirational passengers headed to hidden destinations to light...

  • Thoughts

    You are nothing but a broken oak chair in a world of twisted words. Distraught. I do have my crown and you have your faith. Reasons do keep happening, but is it for it?