MistressLex
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I woke up from this dream... I was in a field on the border of a tree line in the early morning grey light, a fine hovering mist blankets the ground, the greens and browns of the trees and bark of their trunks, feeling highlighted and visually more realistic in the dream scape. around me the sound of snapping jaws and growls, I fall curling into a tight ball at first but it's not the growling snapping that reaches me first, its the man in armor and his foot in my ribs, his kicks and blows landing on my back, stomach and chest, tears fall, pain laces through me, then there's the dogs, ripping and tearing at my arms and legs, each blow makes my ears ring, I briefly look up into the eyes of the man in armor and a spark of fleeting concepts flash in me in that moment (fear, recognition, shame, sorrow) he wasnt faceless and then I'm not in first person any more I'm outside myself watching but still feeling the suffering...dizzy and overwhelmed the dog clamps around my throat, a morbid acceptance falls over me....and I wake up.