Dream Master
By CloudRaven
The dream master sprinkles me with his magical dust. As I drift into my nightmare, I see his distorted, evil smile. As the demons dance in my head and my body trembles. I'm trapped, no way out, of my horrific nightmare. As the dream master laughs his evil laugh. As he joyfully watches my dream continue to increase. As my heart beats out of my chest. The demons swell in size, as my courage begins to shrink. The screams of fear awake me as the dream master fades, vowing to return. For this nightmare is not truly over. Written March 26th, 2002 © on Mar 26 2002 10:49 AM PST 0 • 1
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"The dream master sprinkles me..."