A warm breeze tickles your face.
You begin to reach up to your face, but can not move, when you realize your skin has been replaced by brittle green glass.
The tickle on your face worsens as you gulp shallow breaths of air, trying not to move.
Your pulse quickens as you know you're about to sneeze.
You try will all of your being to remain still and calm
As your body shatters, so do you wake.
You begin to reach up to your face, but can not move, when you realize your skin has been replaced by brittle green glass.
The tickle on your face worsens as you gulp shallow breaths of air, trying not to move.
Your pulse quickens as you know you're about to sneeze.
You try will all of your being to remain still and calm
As your body shatters, so do you wake.
christmasjones:
Nice man, reminds me of being on absinthe with my woman.