I rub my eyes in the middle of my slumber

I suddenly feel parched

Parched and hot

So hot it’s like I am on fire

But how could that be

I know I set the temperature to the normal 69 degrees before bed

Opening my eyes, what awaits me stops my already still heart

Soul after soul surrounding me

Preying on my confusion

As they get closer, my body burns more

So much so that flames burst out of my skin

Shocked they step back with newfound fear

Fear that renews my memory

This place does not scare me

It is my home

A figured perched high yells out from his throne,


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