[Something of a quick sketch, don't mind it]

Last night, I had an extremely vivid (and interesting) dream. I was being guided around the landscape of my soul (or mind, or heart), by a large and ever-shifting fox made of starstuff (Which I’ve seen in my dreams before, but never so vividly). She referred to herself as ‘The Unfiltered Self’ and to me as the ‘True Self’

The landscape itself was a craggy broken place, with towering cities of crystal and streams of mercury. The sky was a swirling mass of nebula, fire, ice and stars. Each place had a name and a function, which the fox detailed to me. Eventually, the tour ended, as something intruded on my soul, which I confronted and removed, just before I woke up.

In this dream I was naked from the waist down (which, did not seem to bother me in the dream), wearing only by a hooded cloak. The patterns on the cloak were impossibly intricate and continually changed with each passing moment. My hair was massive, wisping around of its own accord, filtering into shadow at the edges and furling out in a fox’s tail at the end. The left side of my body was cracked and charred and consisted mostly of broken pieces of (what looked like) porcelain. In the left eye socket and over my left chest, there were holes, in which pulsated a red light. I had two large tails (not counting the one formed from my hair), and my feet ended in inky black pools that vaguely looked like the feet of a fox. My hands were ruddy and grey, tipping into black talons at the end. On my head I wore a circlet of silver, and above my head floated a black iron crown that was wreathed in flames.

I… have no idea what sparked this dream, but it was very intriguing.