Flash Fiction: In My Dream, or, the Fountain of Youth

For obvious reasons, real names have been changed. David is not the name of the person in my dream. We’ll leave it at that. And yes, this was MY dream from MY brain, so please don’t steal this and claim it as your own. Thanks! “Closer, closer,” the wind says. I am having a hard … Continue reading

Dreaming of the Apocalypse

I’ve been dreaming about the end of the world. Usually when I dream about the Apocalypse there are zombies, or robots, or I’m a part of a small colony fighting for land. In this last dream, there were no supernatural beings, no demons, no monsters. There was only rain and a strange, deep sense of … Continue reading