[#025] Interpretation

You wake in a coiled, slithering shape and stretch your length across the sun-drenched rocks. A truck breaks through the dust and careens off the road, a flash of screaming crimson in the cab as it rolls right over--

You wake in a nest of tangled twigs and dried grass. A shrieking chorus erupts around you as your new brothers cry out into the empty sky for attention. Their voices are drowned out by the roar of the saw below, and a shadow wreathed in fiery red steps to the base of the tree and--

You wake in darkness and crawl your way out into the light, emerging from a hole in the warped wood just as an enormous, burning figure steps through the towering doorway and sets a furry shape down before you, gray and hissing and--

You wake bathed in the golden light streaming through the blinds in your bedroom. You don't need to be up for a couple more hours, so you roll over and watch your partner doze. Every breath from their open mouth sings a gentle, wheezing song, lifting a single strand of their scarlet hair with the beat.

You shiver as you watch, though you can't remember why, and sleep overtakes you once again.