AmbrosiaCaress
Phoenix Rising!!!
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~ The nightmares came again.. as they did almost every night now for the past weeks... She was beginning to fear going to sleep... fear the darkness that blanketed the world at dusk... as the sun slowly slid into slumber for the night... she became increasingly nervous.. scared... yet the darkness always claimed her... she had to sleep.. sleep was not something she could deny... and the worst of it was.. the nightmares were getting more... sexual.. more erotic.. more.. addicting....
She could tell no one.. her father had enough on his mind with the death of her mother years before.. accidental tho it was.. or was it.. she had been found with her throat torn from her ... her face contorted in a scream.. It had happened when Lilly were just a child.. she had heard her mother's scream.. heard another voice.. she had peered out into the gardens... only to see the shadows of 2.. before 1 fled.. the vision had haunted her.. but she was too young to understand what she had seen.. to young... and now that memory was a hazy one at best.. she wondering if it had been something she had really seen.. or was it something that the details of the horrible death had created in her imagination..
Lilly Turner had grown up then under the protective eyes and guidence of her father and older brother... Afraid of losing their only link to the wife/mother that had been brutally ripped from them.. Lilly was sheltered... and kept safe.. from most everyone.. except her closet family.. and friends.. She was a haunting young girl.. the image of her passed mother.. her skin was ethereal and pale.. smooth.. supple.. she was petite... at 5'5" a mere 112 pounds.. her midnight black hair spilling down her back like the darkest of silks.. her most striking feature.. the one feature she got from her father was her stunning amber eyes.. like those of a hunting feline...
As beautiful as she was.. she loved nothing more than riding.. as well as taking care of her horse.. Sirius... a magnificent stallion whose coat matched the ebon of her hair...
She never had the nightmares... not until she turned 16... they came sporadically at first.. here and there... waking her up at all hours of the night... but as her 17th birthday approached... she started having more... always involving the night... a man... and .. things she could not even bring her self to think about when she was awake... she did not understand... who ... why... these nightmares haunted her...
Now her 18th birthday were here... the nightmares were increasing.. coming not every night.. not yet... but almost... she feared sleep... she feared the darkness... but was determined to deal with this.. This was her own mind after all .. she could get thru this ... and drive the nightmares from her slumber once and for all...
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She shot up in bed... a scream strangling in her throat... her hand resting there... fingertips dancing on the flesh along that curve... shaking her head.. she stood up.. walking to the doors that lead out onto the balcony... throwing them open.. the moon hung in the night sky overhead.. seeming to stare at her... a cool breeze blew in.. wrapping itself around her... this dream had been especially erotic... but she did not understand... innocent and untouched... the dreams only disturbed her... she did not understand why she was having these kind of nightmares...
But she had to cast those thoughts and the nightmares from her mind.. this was her birthday... and her father had planned a grand affair.. and Lilly was looking forward to seeing all the people he had invited.. many she did not know. She was excited and scared.. but at least, now that she were 18.. maybe she would be allowed to live a bit more and not be so.. confined to the estate... but that was for later.. it was still dark.. the sunrise hours away.. and she were awake.. again afraid to go to sleep...
"I need a ride" she whispers to herself.. and with that she dressed in her riding gear and snuck out of the mansion.. her father hated when she went riding alone.... especially before or after the sun had set.. her father hated Lilly being out in the dark in general.. that had to be from her mother's death.. it had happened in the darkest part of the night... but Lilly wanted that ride...
Once she was in the barn... Sirius was whinneying... He was up for a run.. Sirius always was...and a run he would have... moments later .. she was racing over the estate.. wind in her hair.. the horse thundering under her.. this .. was when she felt the most.. alive... ~
~ The nightmares came again.. as they did almost every night now for the past weeks... She was beginning to fear going to sleep... fear the darkness that blanketed the world at dusk... as the sun slowly slid into slumber for the night... she became increasingly nervous.. scared... yet the darkness always claimed her... she had to sleep.. sleep was not something she could deny... and the worst of it was.. the nightmares were getting more... sexual.. more erotic.. more.. addicting....
She could tell no one.. her father had enough on his mind with the death of her mother years before.. accidental tho it was.. or was it.. she had been found with her throat torn from her ... her face contorted in a scream.. It had happened when Lilly were just a child.. she had heard her mother's scream.. heard another voice.. she had peered out into the gardens... only to see the shadows of 2.. before 1 fled.. the vision had haunted her.. but she was too young to understand what she had seen.. to young... and now that memory was a hazy one at best.. she wondering if it had been something she had really seen.. or was it something that the details of the horrible death had created in her imagination..
Lilly Turner had grown up then under the protective eyes and guidence of her father and older brother... Afraid of losing their only link to the wife/mother that had been brutally ripped from them.. Lilly was sheltered... and kept safe.. from most everyone.. except her closet family.. and friends.. She was a haunting young girl.. the image of her passed mother.. her skin was ethereal and pale.. smooth.. supple.. she was petite... at 5'5" a mere 112 pounds.. her midnight black hair spilling down her back like the darkest of silks.. her most striking feature.. the one feature she got from her father was her stunning amber eyes.. like those of a hunting feline...
As beautiful as she was.. she loved nothing more than riding.. as well as taking care of her horse.. Sirius... a magnificent stallion whose coat matched the ebon of her hair...
She never had the nightmares... not until she turned 16... they came sporadically at first.. here and there... waking her up at all hours of the night... but as her 17th birthday approached... she started having more... always involving the night... a man... and .. things she could not even bring her self to think about when she was awake... she did not understand... who ... why... these nightmares haunted her...
Now her 18th birthday were here... the nightmares were increasing.. coming not every night.. not yet... but almost... she feared sleep... she feared the darkness... but was determined to deal with this.. This was her own mind after all .. she could get thru this ... and drive the nightmares from her slumber once and for all...
***********************************
She shot up in bed... a scream strangling in her throat... her hand resting there... fingertips dancing on the flesh along that curve... shaking her head.. she stood up.. walking to the doors that lead out onto the balcony... throwing them open.. the moon hung in the night sky overhead.. seeming to stare at her... a cool breeze blew in.. wrapping itself around her... this dream had been especially erotic... but she did not understand... innocent and untouched... the dreams only disturbed her... she did not understand why she was having these kind of nightmares...
But she had to cast those thoughts and the nightmares from her mind.. this was her birthday... and her father had planned a grand affair.. and Lilly was looking forward to seeing all the people he had invited.. many she did not know. She was excited and scared.. but at least, now that she were 18.. maybe she would be allowed to live a bit more and not be so.. confined to the estate... but that was for later.. it was still dark.. the sunrise hours away.. and she were awake.. again afraid to go to sleep...
"I need a ride" she whispers to herself.. and with that she dressed in her riding gear and snuck out of the mansion.. her father hated when she went riding alone.... especially before or after the sun had set.. her father hated Lilly being out in the dark in general.. that had to be from her mother's death.. it had happened in the darkest part of the night... but Lilly wanted that ride...
Once she was in the barn... Sirius was whinneying... He was up for a run.. Sirius always was...and a run he would have... moments later .. she was racing over the estate.. wind in her hair.. the horse thundering under her.. this .. was when she felt the most.. alive... ~
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