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

[alatefeline]

Eeeeeeeeeep!!! Find out what he wants and send him on his way, that's scary!

[davidgillon]

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

Did you see this story in relation to the model for Sandman's Death: http://www.post-punk.com/cinamon-hadley-the-inspiration-for-neil-gaimans-death-has-passed-away/

[gwynnega]

Yikes. I hope you can use this in a poem or story, at least!

[asakiyume]

It's interesting, isn't: how just because something isn't menacing you directly doesn't mean it's **safe**. I'm glad Mr. Mouth-eyes wasn't directly threatening you, though.