Demon Dreams (AloraRose And SoulNote)
Serpens moved wildly, his sweat was everywhere, his pillow was like a swamp of water. "That dream again...." Sitting on the end of his bed, he had the same dream again. One demon, a name calling it owns name over and over again. Serpens can't remember the name, only it's soul dark as space, and wings as ripped of from a black dragon. Walking down to the kitchen, looking at his miserable family, "Good morning..." ""No answer has always, stupid crap"", the thought stayed like head line burned into his mind. Doing the normal activities in the bathroom, getting the usual chill down his spine looking into the mirror. Packing the school bag heading out the door hoping for something would happened, like the bullies at school just died. Serpens had a big grin on his face thinking about it.