in the night it comes

[intelligently]

WHO: Lydia Martin + open
WHAT: Dreams, nightmares, etc etc
WHEN: Day 83-88
WHERE: In the land of nod
WARNING: Werewolves and deaths and lots of screaming and some bite attacks

NOTES: Catch all post. Specific dreams in comments. Come in and add your own. Add days in for a timeline?

Comments

[servingmichael]

Angels are strange things - he's more at home in the fog and woods, so his footing is sure. Raphael almost seems to just appear from the fog and reaches down, his head cocked to one side in an all too birdlike manner. "Here. Where you injured, or just frightened?"

[intelligently]

Lydia hadn't expected the hand, or the friendly-sounding voice that accompanied it. She simply stared up at him for a moment before reaching her own hand out to take his, letting his leverage help as she pushed herself back up.

"I tripped." Although frightened she was - dark and fog was never a combination that kept many nerves at ease. "But I'm okay. Thanks."

[servingmichael]

He didn't mind helping her up, and glanced over her to make sure she wasn't injured.

"You're welcome. Why were you running?"

[intelligently]

"I don't like the woods." There was more to it, however, and whilst Lydia may ordinarily keep that extra bit to herself, in the dream however it didn't stay quiet.

"There's something in there." The what Lydia doesn't know. It might not even be anything but she ran from something before, and she's running again.

[servingmichael]

"I'm rather fond of them, but if there is somewhere you'd rather be, we can leave." Raphael had figured this out enough to be comfortable moving about, even if he was uncomfortable dreaming. "Regardless you are safe with me."