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Once a long time ago, I had a vivid dream. We ran of one body, I in she. I was like a baby inside her womb enchanted by an essence unlike any other, as if bathing in every flower in the world at once. Paralyzed by her enormous presence, I watched on in helpless but excited bliss experiencing this very special experience, a dream of what it was like to be her.

We ran in the night, naked through the streets of some city. Her straight extremely long hair, black as the night sky, flowed behind her… Continue

In the darkness, Seven slept, in the void of unconsciousness, he drifted, blissfully unaware of any travails. He was like vapor, air unseen, like death but for a tiny blip, an anchor, a vague self-centered speck floating in infinite emptiness.

Perhaps eons had passed him by in this perpetual bliss before thousands of small pinpricks pricked away upon his frail inert frame summoning him forth, demanding he arise from the deep pool of darkness. Like steam he ascended out of the obsidian depths on… Continue