Entaeh X7:55A Story by GypsyDanger
Does this... lucid dreaming amount to the requisition of the soul? Or just random acts of belligerence? Like some form of soundless communication driven through our subconscious existences like a nail. There must be some meaning, though I have been thus far unable to comprehend the meaning of the very plot. The light spinning of shadowed misunderstanding echoes through the void and distorts the yellowed dewdrops of dream, causing them to fall like raindrops and mar the painting so that I cannot see what I am supposed to know. It is a schism, a disturbance in the soul; SOMETHING traversing the wavelength and jamming the signal fatally- irrevocably shattering the foundations so that I cannot dissever the body from the mind.
This place has become a prison. © 2014 GypsyDanger |
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1 Review Added on June 28, 2014 Last Updated on June 28, 2014 AuthorGypsyDangerDCAboutI've been passionate about writing since I was a child. Classic literature has always affected me more than anything else. Horror and cryptic writings are my specialties. more..Writing
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