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- Cherry/Maple Wand 13 1/4" Essence of a Dragon's Heartstring; 10 1/2" 4wood mix - unicorn hair core
Her Sleep walking began at the castle - follow her journey from here
Setting the Scene: Andromeda danced as if she were an eleven year old girl again, convinced she were emerging from the halloween feast buzzed up on way too much candy. How were her friends or her older housemates to know that too much candy for her was like shaking a bottle of soda and opening the bottle. She exploded with energy on to the lawn dancing crazily, as if she were truly there. Dancing by the light of the full moon. Closer and closer she got to the forest as she twisted and twirled, giggled and laughed. Her body suddenly stopped and turning it was as if she were looking back at the school but her eyes were still expressionless as her dream slowly very slowly became her nightmare... to the onlooker her body began to convulse. Shake violently as if being swung around like a rag doll. She began to scream, blood curdling screams that could be heard about the school grounds. Her body fell to the ground and desperately she began to claw at it as if trying to escape something. She turned and went deathly still the only movement a moment later was her hands splayed out across the grass as if struggling within instead of fighting something before her. She eventually screamed again, though still her eyes stared blindly ahead of her. When all seemed lost she slowly stood up and touched her shoulder, glanced at herself before falling to her knees. An owl hooting over head became suddenly startled as the pale girl fell to the ground on all fours and howled as if she were an animal...
Andromeda twisted and turned laughing with abandon. This was so much fun, she did not notice that her feet were taking her closer and closer to the forest. Stopping she looked up, the moon cast a beautiful glow on the school and she smiled. Amd then the feeling of something there, Andromeda knew that when she turned around the ever illusive shadow she had been following would be there. At first all she saw were the evil orbs of the beast, the large fangs as it lunged at her and began to tear into her shoulder. Andromeda fell backwards, writhing in agony as the creature bit deeper into her shoulder. She opened her mouth and at first the scream would not come out but when it did even the centaurs in the forest went cold with it. There was no way she could fight the creature off, the beast on top of her was going to finish her off... something, something should happen now. Someone was supposed to save her but no one came and as the beast rose up with blood dripping from its open jaws to howl at the full moon, Andromeda left another piercing scream as she gazed upon herself.
She was the monster, the beast and yet it was as if she always knew. The thought let her rest her head back and she closed her eyes so as not to look upon the werewolf any longer. As she opened her eyes again, the beast was gone so slowly she stood up and looked about her. Andromeda felt different, her right hand reached up and touched her left shoulder the pain seared through her as she glanced at the blood covered mass. She was no longer wearing the little pixie outfit and she was no longer her eleven year old self. Looking downwards she saw the mesh of confusion she was, a werewolf but still a young woman. The two battling for supremecy within the one body. The blood pounded in her veins until it began to slow down, slow down until she could no longer hear it as if she was dead inside. Her throat constricted and her limbs ached. Every organ within her felt as if it were shutting down and just when she thought it was the end she fell to her knees. Her head shot upwards and in human form she howled at the moon, baring teeth and claws ...
Setting the Scene: Andromeda danced as if she were an eleven year old girl again, convinced she were emerging from the halloween feast buzzed up on way too much candy. How were her friends or her older housemates to know that too much candy for her was like shaking a bottle of soda and opening the bottle. She exploded with energy on to the lawn dancing crazily, as if she were truly there. Dancing by the light of the full moon. Closer and closer she got to the forest as she twisted and twirled, giggled and laughed. Her body suddenly stopped and turning it was as if she were looking back at the school but her eyes were still expressionless as her dream slowly very slowly became her nightmare... to the onlooker her body began to convulse. Shake violently as if being swung around like a rag doll. She began to scream, blood curdling screams that could be heard about the school grounds. Her body fell to the ground and desperately she began to claw at it as if trying to escape something. She turned and went deathly still the only movement a moment later was her hands splayed out across the grass as if struggling within instead of fighting something before her. She eventually screamed again, though still her eyes stared blindly ahead of her. When all seemed lost she slowly stood up and touched her shoulder, glanced at herself before falling to her knees. An owl hooting over head became suddenly startled as the pale girl fell to the ground on all fours and howled as if she were an animal...
Andromeda twisted and turned laughing with abandon. This was so much fun, she did not notice that her feet were taking her closer and closer to the forest. Stopping she looked up, the moon cast a beautiful glow on the school and she smiled. Amd then the feeling of something there, Andromeda knew that when she turned around the ever illusive shadow she had been following would be there. At first all she saw were the evil orbs of the beast, the large fangs as it lunged at her and began to tear into her shoulder. Andromeda fell backwards, writhing in agony as the creature bit deeper into her shoulder. She opened her mouth and at first the scream would not come out but when it did even the centaurs in the forest went cold with it. There was no way she could fight the creature off, the beast on top of her was going to finish her off... something, something should happen now. Someone was supposed to save her but no one came and as the beast rose up with blood dripping from its open jaws to howl at the full moon, Andromeda left another piercing scream as she gazed upon herself.
She was the monster, the beast and yet it was as if she always knew. The thought let her rest her head back and she closed her eyes so as not to look upon the werewolf any longer. As she opened her eyes again, the beast was gone so slowly she stood up and looked about her. Andromeda felt different, her right hand reached up and touched her left shoulder the pain seared through her as she glanced at the blood covered mass. She was no longer wearing the little pixie outfit and she was no longer her eleven year old self. Looking downwards she saw the mesh of confusion she was, a werewolf but still a young woman. The two battling for supremecy within the one body. The blood pounded in her veins until it began to slow down, slow down until she could no longer hear it as if she was dead inside. Her throat constricted and her limbs ached. Every organ within her felt as if it were shutting down and just when she thought it was the end she fell to her knees. Her head shot upwards and in human form she howled at the moon, baring teeth and claws ...