Saturday, July 22, 2017

Dream Journal Entry

I am running fast, really fast, as if I am running above the ground.

I am back in the forest. I can smell fires burning. I can see orange skies. I smell burning flesh.

I have fallen through the tunnel, again.

There is a door; I walk through. I stand within a city, where all I see is blood, death, and destruction.

I wake up screaming, my own clothing drenched from sweat.

I do not go back to sleep.


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