The Captivity of Geckosquid- A Journal

[geckosquid]

Day 3- 

Darkness. Tendrils intertwining with the carefully woven fabric of existence. Twisting and turning until they're knotted around everything I hold most dear... Including life itself. The people no longer try to escape it, for they know that their efforts would be wasted. They march, and on the back of each of their necks lies a glowing, red X. Three figures stand ahead of them. The one in the center brandishes a blade of pure malevolence; its very essence taints the land surrounding it. A broken man with a crown in equal disrepair walks slowly up to the middle figure. He looks up with weary eyes and says with a grave purpose in his voice, "You can take my life, but you cannot take my pride."
"That is all right," says the dark form holding the sword. "Your life is all we need."

A cursed blade is held up to the sky...

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I have never experienced a dream so vivid. It haunts my very being, threatening to devour me completely.  The worst part of it is... I feel like my dream... Nay, nightmare... Is going to make an appearance in reality very, very soon.