Dreams Come True

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title: Dreams Come True
word count: 100
fandom: Charmed
challenge: #34 Nightmares
notes: Pheobe had been dreaming. I was listening to Blink182 while writing this, so obscure song reference.



The dreams were always the same. He was an Angel, wings and all. A dark, sexy angel. He would extend his hand, and I would take it, sure he was leading me to paradise. Then, my dream becomes a nightmare. His face would change to something hideous.
Beyond that point would be flashes of images. Me, naked on a bed. Chains cutting into my wrists. Blood, lots of blood. My face, as deformed and grotesque as his.
I sat on the porch, not wanting to sleep. Then he was there, the angel from my nightmares.
“Actually, witch, I prefer Angelus.”