From the Depth of my Subconcious

The dream

Tink tink tink

The sound seeps into my brain

Tink tink tink

Like somone tapping on cold metal

Like little tap shoes running around my brain.

Skipping and dancing about, creating a mystic melody.

Tink tink-

Then is stops, silence is now consuming

Then a high, squeaky chuckle echoes within me.

Then, the sounds return, but the pace is quickened.

Tink.tink.tink.tink.tink

The steps get louder and louder as the pace quickens

I feel a something tiny and rough rap around my left ear.

I turn around swiftly, there is nothing.

The chuckling returns, but this time its louder, and more aggressive.

Then, the voice whispers, in a low, rich, Irish accent," oh dearie, it seems you've got summtin on ye ear there, let meh get it"

A hand shoots out from behind me, and rips off my ear with ease.

Blood squirts out of the gaping wound, the pain overwhelming me.

I fall to the floor, and as I do, I see a leprechaun, milling wickedly before me.

Its Sharp teeth tearing and eating the flesh he had just torn off of me.

"well now laddie, with blood like yours, there is no need for gold, how lucky..."

then, I wake up, sweat rolls down my face, and I sigh in relief. It was only a dream.