Wicked fate on my Hands

[.Nia mor]

Tella, two kinds of dreams I have.
One, came as moon's daughter attribute. So I gonna write these
you should know so well. I got change awakened ones,. Some of 'em

The last was.,;
I was in a car's racers, There were a lot of people drinking and
talking, music high and smoke. I saw posters in the walls.

Then, I went with a group to a small nearest house, I don't know
why I just appear in the doorway watching around.
We passed through a corridor into a room with two desk, computers,
stands, cds, cans, dirt dishes and many chip's bags on ye' floor.
There were not any party or drinks, we turn back.
But we can't go outdoor. Then, three persons appears,
one guy was closed the exit leaving us trapped with his partners,
one of them -a girl- hang an axe, (so fear brings to us pallid
faces).
The others came to us with hammers, I took a piece of window-pane
froma pile beside one wall. The girl breaks it in front of me,
but I take her axe while somebody beat her. Three of us forced with
the hold hammers. I don't know what happened, our group opened the
door, all the (car's event) noise covered perfectly whose disturb
might happpen so I guess no one could hear us. But I stayed inside
these small house, in the computer's room.
At right extreme or this room I could see an opened door..
A naked boy was sit and watching me so as to could do it
a wild cat. He has a necklace made of chains, which hold him
to the ground. It seems like if he had grown in that way.

Mad humans, I killed 'em. I place my axe in his head, in his thorax,
in her neck. But they weren't dead, -Oh, how on earth??!. You're
dead!-. I told. Blood flows, -can't be- I thought before I wake up.

Two days after this dream, walking to my next class I saw the same
poster. A car's race and an exhibition, in streets near small
houses and appartament's site. Many posters where in corridors,
screens,. I really don't care, now, four days after these event, a
child tortured and naked has been found. The place where he was
is the same I dreamed.

I have been waiting while my worst dreams fulfils.

I'm tired of. Humans have been killed, their suffering it's
nothing for me, spirits subdued by others are different. SO I ask
if somebody want prevent or take on.. I don't have time.
I'll tell him (or her) before another inciddent happens.

Regards

NOte: I apologize, for my grammar and style

....................... .
names whose sense, we feel not
fray us with things that be not

[Josepha]

Originally Posted by .Nia mor

Tella, two kinds of dreams I have.
One, came as moon's daughter attribute. So I gonna write these
you should know so well. I got change awakened ones,. Some of 'em

The last was.,;
I was in a car's racers, There were a lot of people drinking and
talking, music high and smoke. I saw posters in the walls.

Then, I went with a group to a small nearest house, I don't know
why I just appear in the doorway watching around.
We passed through a corridor into a room with two desk, computers,
stands, cds, cans, dirt dishes and many chip's bags on ye' floor.
There were not any party or drinks, we turn back.
But we can't go outdoor. Then, three persons appears,
one guy was closed the exit leaving us trapped with his partners,
one of them -a girl- hang an axe, (so fear brings to us pallid
faces).
The others came to us with hammers, I took a piece of window-pane
froma pile beside one wall. The girl breaks it in front of me,
but I take her axe while somebody beat her. Three of us forced with
the hold hammers. I don't know what happened, our group opened the
door, all the (car's event) noise covered perfectly whose disturb
might happpen so I guess no one could hear us. But I stayed inside
these small house, in the computer's room.
At right extreme or this room I could see an opened door..
A naked boy was sit and watching me so as to could do it
a wild cat. He has a necklace made of chains, which hold him
to the ground. It seems like if he had grown in that way.

Mad humans, I killed 'em. I place my axe in his head, in his thorax,
in her neck. But they weren't dead, -Oh, how on earth??!. You're
dead!-. I told. Blood flows, -can't be- I thought before I wake up.

Two days after this dream, walking to my next class I saw the same
poster. A car's race and an exhibition, in streets near small
houses and appartament's site. Many posters where in corridors,
screens,. I really don't care, now, four days after these event, a
child tortured and naked has been found. The place where he was
is the same I dreamed.

I have been waiting while my worst dreams fulfils.

I'm tired of. Humans have been killed, their suffering it's
nothing for me, spirits subdued by others are different. SO I ask
if somebody want prevent or take on.. I don't have time.
I'll tell him (or her) before another inciddent happens.

Regards

NOte: I apologize, for my grammar and style

....................... .
names whose sense, we feel not
fray us with things that be not

If you have a warning dream, post it sooner, not after the event has actually occured. Not reacting to a sign of God makes you accomplice to the event.

[.Nia mor]

Well, I could write for??, if anyone are interested on.
I tryed to change it before, after all only I was the only one who spun the issue.
Thanks for your repply. I still feel a bit of guilty. There´re many deads involved through years, enough for me. I´ll write soon.