I had a dream that my head was rotting. Friends I never spoke to sat idly by, detecting no abnormality. They smoked cigarettes a top their car, waiting for something to pull back the curtains of the night sky. My breathe went stale and the ground shook. I began to choke. overhead something watched us... and then I woke up. A sacrifice.
Sep 4, 2020
Sep 4, 2020 at 12:57 PM UTC
I had a dream that my head was rotting. Friends I never spoke to sat idly by, detecting no abnormality. They smoked cigarettes a top their car, waiting for something to pull back the curtains of the night sky. My breathe went stale and the ground shook. I began to choke. overhead something watched us... and then I woke up. A sacrifice.
