Someone changed the world while I was sleeping

[sovay]

Of the nightmares I had last night in the three and a half hours I managed to sleep, I think the best was the young East Asian man standing in front of our refrigerator, looking earnestly into the open freezer. He was wearing a very '90's plaid flannel overshirt, but when he turned to me I could see that his eyes were also mouths—not the neat teeth-fringed sockets of Sandman's The Corinthian, but jagged, champing fissures moving as busily as mouthparts, some of their teeth recognizably human, some very definitely not. In the dream I recognized him as some kind of youkai, but awake I have no idea. I knew he did not mean me harm. That did not necessarily make him safe to have in the house. I have to catch a bus now.

Comments

[sovay]

Makes me think of one of Yoon's Threshold Winnowers!

I can see why you make the connection!

Did you see this story in relation to the model for Sandman's Death

I did see that. I wished I had heard of her before she died.