the past few days, i've been having a recurring dream. i'm not pidge in the dream, mind you, but anyway.

i'm sitting in this lake of water-- won't sink-- and the land on the horizon is smothered by these dark clouds. the dream always starts with my eyes opening just moments after i feel wings brush my face; all that's left is the wind and a couple of feathers. then, i wake up.

it's always the same thing. short, same moment, everything.

who knows what it means, if anything