The dreams come, still even now.
Though thankfully I've not had any missing periods of time, I've also not had any warnings from the messenger. I'm always at odds with why I see things I'd rather not. The darkness has teeth, gnashing, tearing at what keeps reality whole. Where does it end, and why do I see it so close? I haven't said a word. There's been too much happening lately, and I tire of being the bearer of bad news. What was described to me once as the Devourer haunts my dreams. It never did show itself when everything else went to hell. Why now would I see it? Is it my fate to be driven mad by these things? I just want to rest.
Maybe, it's something else to come. I don't know how to protect myself, and I fail at helping others. Who can I really trust? Who can protect me? It's always been me.. but I feel so weak and powerless. Who am I without these 'godlings' interfering with my life? Just a girl. Just someone who cares enough to try. Nobody really at all. I don't want to sleep..
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Fever - wild dreams - somnambulism - illusions of sounds - a pull toward a point in the sky.... That night, as Faye'Li slept, the violet light broke upon her with heightened intensity.... She was glad to sink into the vaguely roaring twilight abysses.... Then came the shift...vast converging planes...ending in flash of delirium and a blaze of unknown, alien light....
(Adapted from The Dreams in the Witch House, HP Lovecraft)
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