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Post by Princess Aurora on Mar 24, 2014 17:32:44 GMT -5
She had been traveling for days with Mulan, Snow, and Emma. She wanted to rest so badly, and her eyes were getting very heavy. Mulan kept poking Aurora, keeping her walking and awake until they had all reached a safe place to stay for the night. Aurora couldn't remember the last time she had wanted to just sit so badly. She took a deep breath and blinked her eyes a few times, mentally trying to keep herself awake, but when Snow announced that up ahead was a place they could camp for the night, Aurora couldn't help the smile that appeared on her face.
Several minutes later, enough wood was gathered for a fire to start, and Aurora sat quietly on the ground as she watched Mulan and Snow twist wood on wood and blow gently on the spark to ignite something. It didn't take long, and Aurora finally found her eyes closing to the point where she didn't want to fight it. She should have, for after the initial pleasant feeling one gets upon falling asleep, it appeared as though Aurora had wandered into a nightmare. The room was red, hot, and long red curtains were aflame here. Aurora cried out, her eyes wildly looking around at this hell she suddenly found herself in.
Hello! Is anyone there? Hello! Aurora moved from one side of the room to the other, the flames hot and thick on the curtains. Desperately trying to avoid staying here longer than she had to, she moved along the walls, avoiding the flames, wondering if this was her mind's way of tricking her, giving her a game to play as she slept. Was her mind that exhausted that she couldn't make it out of this horrible dream?
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Post by Henry Mills on Mar 25, 2014 11:48:32 GMT -5
"I can help" ------------------- Henry Mills ------------------- For a long while now Henry had started having some really bad dreams, terrible nightmares that had just felt so real, not just in being there but the heat of the place had felt real as well. He had started having them the day after his mom and gram's fell through the hat. They were frightening, and well he had hoped they would go away when his grampa lit a candle for him, he had tried to drink coffee as well, though his grampa stopped that. He had been hoping to stay awake but he had to go asleep again, and once again he had, had the dream same as the other few days.
It was a nightmare about a room, a red room, full of fire, a squared floor and the curtains were aflame as well but there was no windows or doors, there was no way out, the were someone, someone moaning at the other end, and well he couldn't move. He had woke up that morning to his mom watching over him, and his skin had blistered from the fire it had to be something magical, so she called Gold.
It seemed that it was in fact magical after all, according to Gold the nightmares were an after effect of the sleeping curse, from the apple turnover he had eaten that mom had made for Emma. It had sent him to a Netherworld, apparently he was there when under the curse but he didn't remember, much just the darkness of wherever he was. Apparently he kept going back and getting stuck there. Gold had given him a necklace free of any deals or catches, he could use it to control his body in the netherworld.
That's where he was now, he had only just got back to sleep, still being frightened of that fiery room and not really wanting to see it again. Gold though told him if he controlled the dream he controlled his fear.
Henry appeared on one side of the room his eyes closed not really wanting to see right away, he had his hand clutched to the necklace, and just stood there for a bit trying to get over the fear he felt trying to put his belief and faith into the necklace. It took him a while but he finally opened his eyes and walked forward. "Yes!" The little boy shouted with glee, he did it he could control the dream now. Well it wasn't a dream, but he could control his actions in this realm, he didn't have to be frightened any more. Henry moved his right hand then clenched it before stumbling a bit too close to the fire, that was when he heard someone call out, a figure on the other side. He could see more clearly now. "Hello," Henry called out confidently "It's okay you don't have to be frightened" He took a few steps forward but the fire flared up.
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Post by Princess Aurora on Mar 25, 2014 19:39:24 GMT -5
The room she was in was a familiar, dreadfully familiar. Aurora couldn't escape this room when she was asleep, and had nightmares of it during the day whens he thought about it. Since she had come out of the Sleeping Curse, she had been having these nightmares, unable to get away from them until she woke up, sweating and hot from the flames. She had had the unlucky encounter several days before with the flames, and her fingers still hurt from the burn. Snow did her best to relieve her pain, but the fear was still very real.
As it was, her body moved ever so slightly as Aurora slept on the ground, jerking motions in her fingers and head. One wouldn't know it without really studying Aurora, but she was currently having a recurring nightmare that terrified her. Inside the Netherworld, Aurora found herself in the room, red all around her, unable to see anything but flames, red, and no way out.
She called out to anyone, as she did every time she was here, but heard only indistinct sounds. The heat from the flames scared her, and she only knew it was a matter of time before she would wake up. When, however, was the question. She decided to call out again, for she realized that it couldn't hurt her that much to do so, and nearly stumbled back when a reply came in the form of a young person's voice.
Aurora attempted to pinpoint the voice, moving her head and eyes around the room, seeking out the voice she knew she had heard before. She called out again, this time finding the face that matched the voice. She nearly ran to him, but realized that she had no idea who he was, and didn't know if he was tied to this fiery red room. He spoke again, confident in his word, and Aurora felt herself needing to trust him. As he took a few steps forward, the fire flared up, and Aurora cried out and fell backwards, jarring her wrist as her weight fell on it.
She cradled her hand to her chest before she called out. Where are we? How are we to escape without waking up?! She stood up, hoping that moving slowly would allow the fire to quell in its flare ups. However, as she stepped forward step by step, the fire roared before her, the heat burning her skin and causing her to move backwards. We have to get out of here!
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