infernalbiitch
β i dreamed of beauty, love and kindness but then i woke up.
in the shadow of my mind, there was a dream of pureness; colored, draped and presented in white, it drowned me in an initial view, but when i began to reach for that whitened dream, the lord of dreams came to me and found me in a desperate state.
the lord of dreams did not know me β for my brain never dreamed, and there was no room for roaming, and i was born into a world where dreaming was punished. but now that i've began a task to roam my own mind, i found myself caught between the tension of my own mind and the presence of the great lord of dreams.