As the dreams became deep the blankets began to wrap around her small little form. A low, soft growled hiss echoed through her room as she continued to become entangled.
The bedding becoming her chamber of hell.

The scent of damp fur had slowly begun to fill the dark room, the sun shining through a small crack of the thick drapes that covered her large window seat window. The sun displaying a fine shadow of crystal like dust that sparkled with enchanting beauty each time the air of the room shifted.

The form upon the bed was now no longer the gorgeous, beauty known as Crystal. The tangled sheets now withheld a black furred animal. The beast panting; its form contorted; half human... half animal.

Edited by: CrystalOrb at: 5/22/02 9:59:28 pm