A dream, the one I've had for a week or so, of a strange mask on anyone I saw.
Everywhere I go, no matter who it was, no matter how close they were, they had this strange mask on them. The mask, whose tongue reaches down to the middle chest bone, who has a crown of black and white fire, whose eyes are of human parts but with a white pupil, whose ears look goblinish, stared at me, no matter where I go. It watched my movements, kept track of anything I do, I felt a strange feeling. My family also had this mask on their faces. When I went to the bathroom to wash my face, I was still in the dream, I looked at the mirror and saw the mask on myself. When I tried to touch it on my face, I felt nothing, nothing but my face.
Now, I can only be on for an hour each time I get on. I am limited at time once more. v-v
Update: Okay, not it seems my time on Gaia Fluctuates.
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