Dominum Incorporatus

I sit alone and close my eyes.

I am cast into a drab, frozen world.

So gray and mute

where even the sun barely glows.

 

The ground is hard

And cracked

Walls form around me

a thousand dusty windows tower high.

 

Behind them, figures shuffle.

Beyond them, I hear

muffled voices, chanting their verses

Of indoctrination to their cults.

 

A cloud comes

dark, like smoke.

Thick and noxious

But there’s no fire.

 

It swallows me

I can hear footsteps

hollow and cold.

They chatter but do not say anything.

 

I cry out, but they do not hear me

I jump and wave, but they do not see me

I am poisoned by the smoke

That follows them in plumes.

 

The cold is eating me

I am surrounded, yet alone

A heathen

in a sea of ‘pious’ souls.

 

Just as my skin is about

To crawl from my bone in horror

I snap open my eyes

and escape.

 

I look around me

and gasp in terror.

Nothing’s changed.

Except for the hue.

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