The Dimming
-·=»‡«=·- 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝔻𝕚𝕞𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕘 -·=»‡«=·- Pure darkness filled the room, nothing there except the bustling left behind by the forgotten winds that blew through the shuttering windows of the room. Ice covered the floor like a blanket that you and I use almost every night to keep us warm and cozy through the blistering cold of winter. Hours later a soft sabering light came through the windows beaming onto the soft cold skin of your laying body ready to be awoken. But the thing is, You never were asleep, it was just your visions that you used to see when you were little, like the boogeyman for example. There once was a saying that "If you get out of bed at just the right time and just the right move you will suddenly feel a creepy urge running up your spine sending shivers with it" but this thing you saw in your vision was no man, nor woman but it gave out a more sinister feel to it, almost as if it were not a vision but a real thing, right there looking you dead into the ey...