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Dream of a Burning Eye

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A dream of evil

Photo by Tolga Ahmetler on Unsplash

I dreamt I was in a huge old wooden cathedral as a service began

And as the bishop stood in the pulpit and began to preach, I felt an evil spirit blowing through the air like a cloud of sparks and fire

Everything it touched began to burn

Then other people could see it and feel it too

But when it would move, the burning would stop, and people would somehow seem to forget or ignore it

And the spirit’s cloud of sparks and fire kept roaming around

Like it was looking for something

Then I realized it was looking for me

As soon as I realized this, it was like the spirit could suddenly feel my presence, and it turned towards me with purpose

It descended and rushed towards me, chasing me around the cathedral until I ran out through a side door

Into a large, empty reception area

The cloud of sparks blew through the wall after me

With nowhere else to go, I stood watching as it clustered together

And the spirit took shape

In the form of a pyramid

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