Chapter 5.
A white-bronze field could be seen on the mirror: not perfectly uniform. There was a permanent diagonal scar on the left side. The scar had stopped the growth of hair within the affected region in the otherwise uniform field. In the uniform field, the contrast was not extremely stark. The straddling hair did not get so long as to gain their own movement, they were not so short as to be dots speculated to be hair from familiar association; the field was an almost shaved porcupine. I looked at the holographic mirror, closely. Closer still. Stress palpitations were starting to be visible, brunting the uniformity in oxidative markyrs. Absalom Absalom, pity to the stressed! The flowing tap was unfeeling, fluid in its downward procession. In recession, my mind hovered back to the dream. A dream is defined as the repressed desires of the mind. A person's desires, from their handgunlike stature and range in practical scenarios, become catapults in their sleep. Something that seizes the inaccessible stronghold of desire within its temporal bounds of sleep. Nightmares are not the exact inverse of a dream, the opposite of desire is not only fear but fear and abhorrence. A nightmare reveals a person's darkest fears but not only that. It is no longer a fear that is looming, a fear of an individual or an object, or even fear of abstract ideas. A nightmare is when the entire world, as experienced in a nightmarescape, has fallen victim to the all-curling silence propagated by the fears. If someone fears tigers and adores hyacinths, in a nightmarescape, both would be rendered equally abominable. I cannot classify what I have just seen as either a dream or a nightmare. A prophecy is separate, a flashback in separate, a guilt-panorama is separate...
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