Today I have nothing but a strange dream to recall... I dream that I be as such in a feild of dark pulsating black energy surronded by dassan thus a simple outer fence with a tree in thus center... I simply watch and it makes a pulsating sound das a a hum of fan or of a great deal many flies swarming over a decaying body...
I simply watch it and above das is quiet a pretty white sky with many a blazing red sun and a cool breezing blue sun both on opposite ends of das horizens in the feild... The tree is bare with nothing but fruit shaped like apples which are a golden color...
I goes over and pick one thus apples and eat it as I normally do when coming across an apple tree full of apples... Dassan such as I eat thine apple I notce a large sparrow sitting on a limb staring down at me... He is a very beautiful bird which is currently singing a lovely song for me... A good tune if you will which puts me as such in das happiest of moods...
I reach out mine hand to touch him and he dies a horrible death... His body explodes in a burst of gore... Startled I step back and notice das hum grows much louder now as thus gore of das bird is devoured by the ground itself... A whirlpool opens out and spews black slime all over to create thine hill of gore... From das hill emerges a shine building incased in bone from das bird I so thoughtfully exploded earlier...
It is a small shrine but in das center there is a chest... I go over and I open das chest to find nothing more than shattered mirror of mineself...
COMMENTS
-