For the past three days, if I close my eyes for more than five hot seconds, the following things come to mind. Where at first it was like a half-forgotten movie scene, now it is more an intrusive and overwhelming vision.
- Black shawl.
- Fire.
- Handful of suspicious powder.
- A sharp blade.
- Some strong shit.
- Some dark outdoors place in the middle of the night.
- Voices on the Wind.
What could possibly go wrong?
~breaks down and cries~
I need sleep, so bad. Dreamless, uninterrupted sleep. Maybe if I write this out, I can confine it into words like so much a nightmare.