My dreams... the random images that seem to play before my mind's eye shortly after I drift into that wonderful thing called slumber. Before recently, I never really paid much attention to them. They seemed... dare I say insignificant? Wisps of images that slowly leave my conscious after the sun rises to greet a new day.
This time... I have found it harder to dismiss such images. This dream.... was far different then the others.
I awoke, surrounded by waters that seemed to stretch on for an eternity. Above, a pristine sky of azure blue, dotted throughout by wispy clouds that only moved to hide a few of the over powering sun's rays. I awake slowly... alone on an island. As the seconds past I took notice of subtle changes... my once normal skin began to gradually change. Scales formed, moving down my legs... delicate fins also returns... and before long I had returned to... the way I once was...
At once a strong sense of dread over came me... in a desperate attempt, I sung out to the heavens with the hopes of calling my kin -- nothing... Those elegant skies began to darken, a loud crash of thunder soon turned this once peaceful dreamscape into the churning seas of a sea ferriers nightmare. Darker figures loomed in the distance... as large a the ships of man... but before they came close enough to few their details, everything vanished.
Needless to say this dream worries me... what it means? I shall have to ask... maybe a Djinn or Magi...
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
0 comments:
Post a Comment