Just a vision TW

Gossamer fog gives way to the beach…not sand…ash, ash of the dead, turning to a vacuumous sludge where the water rests.

No moon, no tide, still sea. Like looking into an abyss of glass. No waves.

Trudge the beach, forest beyond. Dead, no life is left amongst rotted and dried acres of trees.

Shadows darting between the trees, they’ve long lingered. I hear a horse, fear the nightmare. It’s coming?

Sky turns red, this isn’t holy light anymore, whatever spark of the divine this place once held is gone.

-Llamas weird brain. Just flashes. Waking dreams, pictures and overlay. Wish I could paint. Could share them when words seem inefficient.

Thank you for letting me get that out.



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