And they might have froze before that noose got to them

[sovay]

All night I dreamed about dying. Every time—I was shot once, bleeding out; another time, I had some kind of wasting illness—I woke up instead of never opening my eyes again, but whenever I fell back into the dream, there was a different death to go through. Some of the circumstances, waterspouts, unmoored islands, shell-like crusts of uninhabited buildings in the middle of cities where I've lived, might have made intriguing story material if I hadn't been distracted by the endless iterations of mortality, none of them opera-clean. Today fails auspices.

Comments

[eredien]

I had nightmares of rescuing my father from falling into a terraced waterfall which gliders kept delivering things over. It was beautiful but geez, last night does not seem to have been a good dream night for anybody.

[sovay]

It was beautiful but geez, last night does not seem to have been a good dream night for anybody.

Dude, seriously. I'm looking at these comments. It's ridiculous.