Beautiful Nightmares
-Lauren Hammond
#2
I have just had a mug of warm Kashmiri tea. The way tea ought to be drunk, without thick milk diluting its essence, that is.
Warm and clear amber, like roasted honey, but not stickily sickly sweet, rather soothing and fluid- Like Elijah's eyes.
The complete opposite of Damien's frozen sapphire glaciers.
But those eyes would exert a warmth completely contrary to the frigid fumes you would expect. They would melt into pools of clear caribbean or into waves of tumultuous blue soda fizz.
His heart was sincere and his soul untouched.
The kind of boy you can't help but love,despite your reservations. Basically the guy girls crush on, boys wanna hang out with & parents see bright and dazzling futures for....
The kind of boy you can't help but love,despite your reservations. Basically the guy girls crush on, boys wanna hang out with & parents see bright and dazzling futures for....
And Elijah?On the surface he was a avenging angel, solid and cold as the earth that makes the marble stone of his hard lines and perfectly sculptured curls. But under that stone, cackling beneath was a man, broken and hurt and yet so full love. He was intensity in motion.
Two men. Not so similar. One barely a man really...
But they have something definite in common.
They fall in love with a girl with raven hair and pale skin and beautiful haunting violet eyes.
And she will be the cord that binds them three.
She will be the string that binds together a series of events that will have destroyed lives. Destroyed hearts and destroyed minds.
Not the reason.
No, the reason would be a wolf in sheep's skin.
Her father.
We don't know what makes him. We just know he was a monster. We just know that sometimes, Monsters. Win.
This trilogy is not about a "love triangle" but it could be. It could be a lot of things.
Its about redemption and devastation, love, joy, hope, denial, terror, ecstasy. Dreams and nightmares. And a valley of screams and a silence that crawls all over you. A Juxtaposition.
This is a story that should not be told. The fine print that everyone knows of. You tell stories of survivors. And heroes. And martyrs.
Stories that formed the core of our history, our world today.
This is the story of the crazy lady mentioned in passing, Of the broken batty old man strolling a empty pram down the street, cooing to that little baby only he sees;
The story of the shadows we ignore. The thing about shadows, they never leave, they're a mirage of darkness and a trick in a certain slant of light. They are but a reflection of flesh and blood, and yet a being in themselves...
But one thing this story does do, it inspires you.
*Sigh*
If you have read Insanity, you will have cried.
Perhaps not have been taken by utter surprise, but the glaring truth would have still been too bright to face. After swallowing that despair, and going through a multitudes of emotions, all in a flash of a few seconds, and after that little taste of delirium, you'd be left wanting to know more...
To see the cracks and creases slowly patch themselves up, to sooth your jagged feelings.
So come White Walls, and you have questions answered (while others take their place -_-) and you will have felt a bit of turbulence, a taste of confusion and accelerating joy.
And then comes Beautiful nightmares...
Its all good and happy and peediddy!
Your smiling and heart is puffing up with well deserved joy and contentment-
Until, You don't.
Until you realise a lot of what you've read before?
Does. not. even . exist.
annnd that brings along the Questions.
The Theories and Realisations.
The back and forth Contemplations.
The ever present numbness and dissatisfaction.
So lets get to it then:
Note: Theses questions are zooming through my head, don't try and figure them out, I'm just venting ranting raving raging
Why did Elijah give up?! Why could n't he have hung on? Why could n't god give him a glimpse of reassurance? Just a peak-a-boo through his binoculars? Why would n't Damien ever leave? Why did her daddy have to steal everything away from her? Why did n't she have more leverage?Elijah saves her from the mental asylum right? But then he died before that?......................... cue Headache -
This trilogy is not about a "love triangle" but it could be. It could be a lot of things.
Its about redemption and devastation, love, joy, hope, denial, terror, ecstasy. Dreams and nightmares. And a valley of screams and a silence that crawls all over you. A Juxtaposition.
This is a story that should not be told. The fine print that everyone knows of. You tell stories of survivors. And heroes. And martyrs.
Stories that formed the core of our history, our world today.
This is the story of the crazy lady mentioned in passing, Of the broken batty old man strolling a empty pram down the street, cooing to that little baby only he sees;
The story of the shadows we ignore. The thing about shadows, they never leave, they're a mirage of darkness and a trick in a certain slant of light. They are but a reflection of flesh and blood, and yet a being in themselves...
But one thing this story does do, it inspires you.
*Sigh*
If you have read Insanity, you will have cried.
Perhaps not have been taken by utter surprise, but the glaring truth would have still been too bright to face. After swallowing that despair, and going through a multitudes of emotions, all in a flash of a few seconds, and after that little taste of delirium, you'd be left wanting to know more...
To see the cracks and creases slowly patch themselves up, to sooth your jagged feelings.
So come White Walls, and you have questions answered (while others take their place -_-) and you will have felt a bit of turbulence, a taste of confusion and accelerating joy.
And then comes Beautiful nightmares...
Its all good and happy and peediddy!
Your smiling and heart is puffing up with well deserved joy and contentment-
Until, You don't.
Until you realise a lot of what you've read before?
Does. not. even . exist.
annnd that brings along the Questions.
The Theories and Realisations.
The back and forth Contemplations.
The ever present numbness and dissatisfaction.
So lets get to it then:
Note: Theses questions are zooming through my head, don't try and figure them out, I'm just venting ranting raving raging
Why did Elijah give up?! Why could n't he have hung on? Why could n't god give him a glimpse of reassurance? Just a peak-a-boo through his binoculars? Why would n't Damien ever leave? Why did her daddy have to steal everything away from her? Why did n't she have more leverage?Elijah saves her from the mental asylum right? But then he died before that?......................... cue Headache -
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