User blog:Lunaspuffle/Art of dreams

"Wake up.... wake up...." I whispered. The whole dream was full of dynamite about to burst any second. There was a little girl in the middle sleeping. There was wind all around us, whispering, "Oneiroi, Oneiroi" Suddenly the girl woke up and chanted, "Burst, burst." "No!" I screamed but it was too late and I was floating in darkness.