[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Silver Rain Drops I watched them die. Every night I watched as some man killed the people I cared about. Every night I have the same dream. I would watch myself die and then I would wake up and find myself in a pool of sweat. I keep telling myself, these images aren’t real. But part of me doesn’t believe it. A part of me thinks it is my past. But could I really be dreaming of my past? *Mostly Inu Yasha's Point of View*