Fire Dragon/Black Sun/Arabesque
I saw the sun blotted out by a black disc of storm clouds, writhing with tornadoes descending upon us directly in front of my eyes. Crimson light shone through one tendril of reaching anger.
No idea what it means. Just a dream. Oh, yeah, and my private helicopter didn't work either... but maybe I'm reconnected to myself.
No idea what it means. Just a dream. Oh, yeah, and my private helicopter didn't work either... but maybe I'm reconnected to myself.
Labels: The kind that means a lot
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