Category: Dream

I should probably stop closing my eyes for five hot seconds… “Why do you keep limiting yourself?” Huh? “Why do you keep mistaking a step of advancement for completion? You have the stars in your hand but you keep staring at the ground behind you.” Oh. Well, hell. Guess I better start some shit, then.…

The canine’s mouth could easily bite my body in two. I could barely see it with either of my eyes, but I could sense it stood easily twice my height. As I stared it down (up?) I realized I was surrounded more more of the shadow canines. The air was hot, damp, and noxious from…

“I know what it is I am saying, even if you do not. I know what sounds I am making, even if you would not. What you call speech is merely random sounds that happen to fall in a pattern you recognize. What I am calling already knew I was calling before I even took…

I walked silently beside the Traveler. Words would have been a terrible marring waste. It was enough that the beautiful scenery was being seen by someone else. There is great comfort in being in peace. The breeze shifted with a cold jerk, calling our attention into sharp focus. I knew some information had just been…

“I’m going to make an absolute fuck up of it, and you’re going to smell that in the first five words, and then you’re going to look it up later and see all the ways I’m wrong, and then you’re going to start unnecessary shit in my life, because you asked for my implementation of…

The thing that the Fucker of Sons is after still exists. I was allowed to hold it and inspect it for veracity. It is not damaged and looks pristine despite how it arrived and where it was stored since. I was not allowed to take it. Once I inform the requester of what I saw,…

Guess who didn’t get his request completed last night. If you said the Fucker of Sons, then you are correct. (Why did Rummer John give him that epithet? It took a while to figure it out. But once you consider that this is 184.999% a political move, and that the requestor had several chances to…