I kicked and I turned and I tossed to get that horrible being off me. Its big, black wings were hurled around me, almost as if it was trying to choke me and the more I fought, the more it tightened its grip. That's when I heard its awful cry. Like a kettle forgotten upon the stove. SSSHHHHHH. For some reason it seemed like it was beginning to give up fighting. SSSHHHHH. And stop. The beast flew off me and landed in a little pile on the floor. I sat straight up with my eyes wide open, the sweat dripping down my face. I had been fighting my blanket. "Sssshhhhh". His arm crept around me and in the pale moonlight he looked at me with a calm face. "Bad dream, my love?" Belrand asked me. I nodded and asked him stupidly if I had woken him up - which of course I had. From there he let me fall asleep in his arms. I had grapped his hand to make sure it wasn't just another dream but to my confirmation, his wedding band was still on his finger. As was mine. I'm sure he'll protect me against the blanket monster.- Viarinn Lorén
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