![]() Intense but not unpleasant, a burning warm sensation begins to radiate all across my side. I press my fingertips into them and the stinging becomes more I run my fingertips over it, there is a stinging sensation. My head and the holes stretch and distort. I know that they are rising from my womb, in my dream this is logical. In this dream I am not afraid, even as I see things writhing beneath my skin. ![]() Round shallow holes in my skin, raw wounds, oozing a clear liquid, matting in my fur. I jerk it awayĪs my skin feels strange, and there is a warm sticky substance on my fingertips. I reach for the light switch with one hand, and run the other over my stomach. The floor of the bathroom is ice cold against my footpads. I walk across the room to the bathroom, with a strange pressure sometimes a tickling sensation IĪppreciate those moments of peace from my own thoughts. When I sink into the pillow and Angelique's scent washes over me, all I ever recall is that surreal feeling of floating before falling unconscious into blackness.
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