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The Nightmare Never Ends Part 7

by Heather Robert Rowling

"I do it for everyone's dreams." That was my answer this time around. The undead beast I had defeated a few times already. The fighting had always been difficult, myself emerging victorious by the skin of my teeth every time. Every time I ask for it, every time we fight and every time I win. Every time after the first it asked me the same question before I destroyed it. I suppose none of my answers have satisfied it as of yet. Be it fire or frost, traps or minions, poison or illusion, I have somehow managed to surpass it's expectations, surprising even myself. I expect it to, at some point, tire of this constant cycle and give in to my request. I truly care little about it. I only want the remnant. It is a very hard thing to do; give up what remains of you to a stranger who asks of it for their own needs and wants. Most words are not enough to even make one consider to offer it. Luckily, I am fluent in 'headbutt'. I have to continue this path if I am to succeed.
How long have I been doing this? This is a question I have asked myself a few times. Hopefully the creature will not, for the answer eludes me. As I exit the cavern and the sun shines upon my armor I remember the days I spent walking out of our home father, when I would go out to play with the rest of the family. I'd sing and dance happily, maybe I appreciated art in a different way back then. Strangely enough, it was in a similar fashion that I learned to take the things I require. Using my head had always worked in the past. David always took my ink away and I couldn't write. Chasing him in the wilds was often dangerous and unrewarding. I would only get new ink because you bought me one. However, one fateful day, when the rain poured angrily down the earth, I found shelter under Berun's wings. When I asked him how I would go about reclaiming my ink, he would remind me to use my head. When the rain stopped, I waited for David to leave home and I challenged him to try and keep the ink away from me. As he grinned, hoping to gloat in his coming victory, his words were replaced by a cry of pain, as I used my head. "Between the legs!" I remember you told me to strike men there in case I needed to. I was even at the perfect height. Though you didn't seem to mind. Maybe David was not really a man after all.
I put everything I knew about the creature down and tried to come up with ways to convince it to hand over it's remnant. I think using my head will work eventually. I suppose I have to find the correct angle.

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  1. The Nightmare Never Ends
    Date Unknown
  2. The Nightmare Never Ends Part 2
    Unknown Date
  3. The Nightmare Never Ends Part 3
    Undate known? What day is it?
  4. The Nightmare Never Ends Part 4
    A dark date
  5. The Nightmare Never Ends Part 5
    A very happy date
  6. The Nightmare Never Ends Part 6
    Another day
  7. The Nightmare Never Ends Part 7
    Unknown memories of a date
  8. The Nightmare Never Ends Part 8
    One of Tan'ayya's happier days
  9. The Nightmare Never Ends Part 9
    The death of the necromancer of the Pal'tanir
  10. The Nightmare Never Ends Part 10
    The beginning of the end
  11. The Nightmare Never Ends Part 11
    The end in sight
  12. The Nightmare Comes To An End
    The day I wake for the first time