Tucker Cummings

Chapter 145: Night Pictures

In Uncategorized on May 25, 2011 at 3:56 am

I’m always keenly aware of the fact that I am dreaming, on those rare nights when I see pictures in my sleep. Despite that knowledge, events are never under my control. I’m a passive passenger, a corralled victim that can only watch the story unfold but never intervene.

This time, I watch a pack of dogs fight over a meaty bone, a massive femur from some primordial creature. One by one, the dogs fall, bloodied at the throat or belly by one of their cousins.

You don’t have to be well-versed in the imagery of dreams to understand this one.

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