Sophie
Her face… No good or kind words could be used to describe her face…
I shamelessly let my eyes wander over her face, noticing her shallow cheeks and sunken eyes with dark circles around them. Her skin was almost grey in color and filled with several holes, as if flakes were falling off her face permanently. Her hair was thin and seemed dry as hay. My eyes wandered to her covered arms, then to her hands on the ground. Oh my goodness. She looked like a living skeleton.
Without thinking, I dismissed my offer of help and crawled backwards away from her. What if she was evil? Why was she even here in my dreams? My back hit a peony bush, restricting me from putting more distance between us. My breathing was shallow and I felt my heart hammering inside my chest. Mistakenly, I thought ev
