Dreams Are Not Real, Yet Reality Is A Dream

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As Tom sleeps, he tosses and turns with fever. Ringo is disturbed and wants to move, but is worried about their master. So, Ringo walks to the head of Tom and sleeps there in a little space between. It's snug, but they can breath.

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{Dream}

This vast emptiness covers you.

The dark, black blood sticks to you.

You wish to see, but you see nothing.

The nothing sees you.

You have become the nothing.

You seek everything still.

A body pale and small rises to a sitting position. A head of blond hair turns in every direction. Doe eyes gives a way no emotion, this blank face tries to stand. The dripping, sticky ground holds strong and solid.

Once he stands, he holds himself closely out of fear. He has no mouth and no nose. He has ears and eyes, but no clothing to cover himself.

Worry eats him up and he begins to cry the same black substance that covers the world

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Worry eats him up and he begins to cry the same black substance that covers the world.

Child of love, full of Rage, why do you weep tears of black?

What ruins have been brought?

Tell of the night you began and the day you end.

Who will light the dark and deepen the glowing white?

When will truth be kind to you?

He continues to walk-unaware of the white light behind him. No one to guide him, he is aimless and wrecked with a nervous agony. Feeling like it has been eons before he turned to the side; his brief glace meets with a blip of color. The color had been a golden door with a silver handle.

 The color had been a golden door with a silver handle

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Words are engraved into the golden entrance.

Witness

Sacrifice

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