(This is an unedited dream meant only as a beginning)
"Every night!" She whispered fearfully. The landscape was familiar. It was her home town, along the edge of the community, and the place it had happened. It happened there most every night since, and always in her dreams. Her nightmares.
'It' always started the same way. The prickling of the hairs on her neck, and that cold laughter. Tonight, the moon was out full, and it made her take note of something never seen in her dream before.
"Grr." On the edge of the clearing stood a very large gray wolf. It paced back and forth, never taking his eyes off her as she huddled down low in the chill autumn air. Her dress was damp, and the wet material pulled away any body heat she had, which made it an even more miserable event. She didn't know how that was possible.
The wolf growled and snarled at her as it paced several yards away, but she didn't move from her spot. She tried to run before, but the monster always caught her. She always ended up back at this spot, and his cold laughter always started that ball of dread to form in her belly. The wolf growled louder as her thoughts turned to the darkness.
"What?" She asked the wolf, louder then she expected. He growled again, and bared his teeth. Then she heard that sickening laughter from behind her.
"Finished running? Aw, its no fun when you stop fighting." His words crawled through her like bile rising when she was about to vomit. Sometimes, she would wake up right now, and throw up all over herself. She wanted to outrun him, but she never could.
"Grr." The wolf's growl got louder, and pulled at her senses. She felt a growl rise within her, but the laughter pushed it away. The wolf growled even louder, and started to cross the clearing at practically the same time as the monster. He always came for her after taunting, and laughing. He always laughed. She felt another growl rise inside her.
The wolf didn't wait. She watched as it ran towards her, and cringed inwardly. She waited for its teeth to tear into her, but all she heard were death curdling screams as wolf's teeth tore into the monster who stalked her every night.
She watched, fear still permeated her mind, but she bared her teeth and growled as the wolf ripped and tore into the monster's flesh. She lowered herself to all fours, and growled louder as the monster's screams turned into bloody gurgles.
The wolf stopped tearing into the corpse of the monster, and loped back to his spot. Instead of him growling at her, he laughed, a short laugh like a hyena, then turned to the moon overhead, and howled. It was such a mournful cry that all she could do was follow his lead.
For the first time in years, her dream did not end in tears. It ended with a howl, with gratitude to a wolf she did not know, and to a moon she had never before seen.
(More to come later.)
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