My dream started in scattered fragments. Pieces of a world that had yet to form. A story yet to unfold. People and places were established, and the curtains drawn.
I found myself in this dream of which I had little understanding, and although I could not comprehend it, I wasn’t confused. The events of the dream took place around me, and I obliviously interacted with them. Little did I realize the relevance of the things that happened. The foreshadowing of the nightmare to come. If only I had the ability to recognize the signs, perhaps I could have prevented it from spiraling out of control.
There was […]