Author: Benjamin C. Roy Cory Garrett Rev History Rev .00 - 03/08/2008 Rev .01 - 03/08/2022
A dream in which rain never came…
The first dream I remember went something like this:
I am on an indoor soccer field and my team is losing. Our jerseys are purple. Our team name is the Aardvarks. There is a creature on our chests, but I cannot tell if it is an aardvark. It is a creature half way between a dinosaur and a donkey, wearing a turtle shell, blasting a soccer ball into a goal. It is buff as fuck.
KC is not there, and I am scared.
I know where she is and I do not want to go there. She is a thousand miles away, pulled along by electric webs. The spider is old and gray. She is 10 or maybe 11. He is raping her, repeatedly. Instead of clouds, metal skulls floating in the sky are laughing and making promises that KC will wrestle with the rest of her life.
Because this is what I have chosen to fight for.
Life.
Where the worst things I can imagine
are not as terrible as the things that are happening.
Not to me.
Never to me.
Always to people I love.
Because the covenant was sealed in blood.
But not my own.