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Aleksandra Makarov ❅ Maržanna (pavornocturnus) wrote in paxletalelogs, @ 2011-10-06 18:11:00

deep into that darkness peering
Who: Juliet & Dov
What: Dov intrudes (accidentally) on one of Juliet's night terrors
Where: Juliet's head, otherwise Apt 802
When: 3 AM
Warnings: TBA?

As Juliet had detailed to her psychiatrist, there were really only two variations of night terrors that she experienced. Tonight seemed to be variety number two, for as her eyes slipped closed she could feel the blistering cold of snow underneath her bare feet. She'd put off going to sleep for as long as possible, tempted to pop a No-Doze in order to make an all nighter of it and potentially get a few more days' worth of homework completed, but that would make it the third night in a row.

Part of her was rather glad that it wasn't another drowning dream - those were terrible, bringing to life her acute fear of water and giving her a long lasting headache once she woke, her throat often raw from her screams. The snow dreams (the best description she'd ever come up with for them) were less immediate, but just as sinister. Trees like blackened hands reached for cloudy skies through a plain of white, and she was left to wander between them. No sign of civilization of any sort (or even simply other people, let alone animals) was ever to be seen... Though there was a nagging thought in the back of her mind that she was to be looking for others, or at least for someone. She just couldn't remember who.

Her feet were starting to feel numb; all sense of time was always lost in her nighttime visitations to these other worlds, wherever they were. Pausing by a tree, she put a hand to its frozen body and lifted a foot from the ground to attempt to give it rest. These attempts were always fruitless, but Juliet was hardly one to give herself over to death quickly. Her stubbornness was possibly what made the dream worse, and slowly she exhaled a long stream of white into the air as she glanced around.

Slowly, one by one, snowflakes began to gather in her hair, dotting it like stars on a black sky. She shivered, wrapping her other arm around herself, and quickly switched feet; her attempts did nothing to calm the pain, and yet she knew she couldn't stop moving. She'd freeze.