Dream Blood

Peel back the bark of the Acemeir tree and you’ll find the faintest traces of a sticky red sap. The ancients called it dream blood and revered the trees for their ability to transport lost souls to a place where they might discover answers, or, more probably, remain lost forever. For some, it held another possibility, and it was this chance, however slim, however brief, that had led to his desperate search.


It was a search that had consumed his mental and physical resources and taken him down a route he knew would haunt his future. But desperation is a powerful force, and one that had eventually opened doors he should never have known existed; doors that had terrified him; but which had been the only route available.


He would worry about the cost later. 


He sheathed his knife and examined the tiny graze he’d managed, with excruciating slowness, to work into the ancient, gnarled bark. Was it tinging red? Perhaps, or perhaps it was merely a trick of the light played by the sinking sun. He’d expected to see droplets of red forming on the trunk’s surface as dream blood escaped the tree’s guard; but knew now he was going to be disappointed. Perhaps the search had been...

This is a preview. Register or Log In to view the full content.
Rod Webb
May 12 2020

Log In or Register to Like.

I loved the ideas of dream blood and the dream demon (I even checked to see whether the Acemeir tree was a real tree!) My attention was captured right from the start with the vivid imagery, and the tension and pace kept me engaged to the end.

Nicki Davey
Jun 9 2020

I loved this!!

Charity Reed
May 15 2020

Great story. Could not stop reading until I’d finished. Gripping, emotional and gave me hope.

Marcus London
May 14 2020

Excellent plot which is well developed and vividly described with an unexpected ending.

Katherine Horejsi
May 12 2020