Dream
I had a dream last night of a man, starving and cold, lost in a forest in winter. He came across a clearing, covered in snow. The white ground was covered in the severed heads of various animals. They were brightly decaying, colors of pomegranate, blueberry, and deep, wine red. Starving, he attempted to eat one of the heads, mumbling about how grateful he was for this grotesque display. He was so hungry, he'd contemplated eating his own flesh to survive. The dream ended with me closing the journal of this insane and pitiful man and saying, "For this life, I am so thankful."
Odd to say the least.
Odd to say the least.