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Shadows and dreams.
May. 14th, 2003 11:46 am"I'm a shadow!" - long story. :p
( Speaking of long stories.... )
A long, odd night, all in all. I slept, and dreamed of sleeping in my grandmother's living room, staring out the big windows at the full moon. The whiteness of the room is odd...not normal...but I am covered in blood, and ashamed of whatever it is I have done. Blurred memories, sensations of the island outside...and I desperately seek a cleaning product. But it is then I realize that I cannot clean the blood off. It is woman's blood, and sacred, and it ties me to the moon, and what I am...and suddently I am proud. I awake.
-M.
( Speaking of long stories.... )
A long, odd night, all in all. I slept, and dreamed of sleeping in my grandmother's living room, staring out the big windows at the full moon. The whiteness of the room is odd...not normal...but I am covered in blood, and ashamed of whatever it is I have done. Blurred memories, sensations of the island outside...and I desperately seek a cleaning product. But it is then I realize that I cannot clean the blood off. It is woman's blood, and sacred, and it ties me to the moon, and what I am...and suddently I am proud. I awake.
-M.
