dreams and half remembered 'mares.....

they all blend together at some point. i remember flying, the muscles in my back flexing to the movement of wings, realizing i was flying and spiraling down in to the ground. The pitbull barking like mad trying to snap and bite.

i remember a great tunnel, swirling grey and white. At the end an eye peering at me. one of my daemons looking for me. the same creature, wandering through a forest of dense trees. wandering, alone and bitter for many long times. two different dreams.

i remember looking at her from far off, another lover in her arms. some one she knows.

i remember falling into nothing. the vast emptiness. my suit not working. falling away from planets and stars.

dreams are seeds for fantastic stories.