Koi. Dew. Ponds. Someone laughing.
Pretty maids, makeup. Pretty tiara.
Horses. Blood. Swords clashing.
The boy with heterochromia.
I heard him. Bleeding and wounded.
'Sun-Hee leave! There's nothing you can do! Forget about him, just run!'
Blood pounded in my ears. I could feel tears trickling down my face.
'No! No! I don't want to, Jae-Sung help!'
He looked back, only to see a gleam of silver end his life right in front of my eyes.
I screamed and screamed. Hot tears and rain drops blinding my eyes.
A feeling of pain and despair. And then….
And then I got up. That's what I see all the time.
The very minute I close my eyes. I've been through it for many years. Ever since I was born. All these dreams coming back to me every time I try to sleep.
I don't know what they mean. They're not a part of me.
I held on fast to my bed sheets, all drenched with sweat.
Real or not, they affected me almost the same as insomnia.
The pounding in my ears stopped as I took huge gulps of air and slowly clambered out of bed. I touched my face and realised I've been crying in my sleep.
When will this ever stop? Whose memories are these?
Shuddering I wrapped my sheet around me and collapsed on the floor exhausted.
The wooden floor felt cold against my skin.
Why me?
Sometimes these dreams feel real. I could feel the pain and the heartache. They're getting worse day-by-day.
All sorts of vivid figures and unknown people.
I have to stop this. I have to take control of my own thoughts and dreams.
I took a deep breath and shut my eyes.
I'm not sleeping this time.