Writing Down the Nightmares

I’m pretty sure I’ve had a fever for the past few days, if my dreams have been any indication. I’ve dreamt of horrible, terrible things, things that honestly make even me feel a little uncomfortable.

I won’t be writing those stories.

But what I will take from them is the absolute, soul-shattering bleakness. I dreamt of terrors that threatened to follow me into waking, terrors from which there would be no escape. I think that’s the scariest idea of all: the idea of something that you can’t run away from, something that can follow you and find you no matter where you hide.

A number of new monsters were born of these last days’ nightmares, and once I’ve reigned them in I’ll invite you by for a tour of the freakshow. I’m sure I can manage to keep them chained in their cages.

For a while.

I’m sure you’ll be fine. Probably.

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