the nine gates of dreaming
part C.12. The dark liquid.
y///'5,4,3,2,,1'...
nothing happened,,, no melting bending folding thing.. no thing. i thought y was just having a laugh, perhaps a glitch that delayed reload by a few rotatations,, but still no thing, i still lay crumpled in a pile, the light fading to a dull pink aroung me, jaggard wisps of dragon like cloud hung above flowing into a never ending darkness; im still here.... damn. im still here.
the smell of damp earth flooded inside me as i rolled over, water basting my cheeks and filling one ear, a hollow thud rung thick and i turned to see a breeze or something similar grab at the