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My Dream: Disciple of Princess Fiery Hearts
by KopaLeo
Based on a nightmare two days ago.
I was on a sea island, created by Princess Fiery Heart. She is a regretful princess with wings of fire, in a self-enforced exile of regret. I came to her and she laid me down to the ground, and caressed my back, so that wings sprouted from it. The wings were fleshy and pink, and covered with boils, as if it used to be a good pair of wings, but all the feathers were burned away.
She said, "Rise, my little pony. Now you shall be my disciple." She then gave me some long needles. They were golden, with spherical ends, about half of my leg's length. I nailed my wings through with them, each one for one regret of mine, as she instructed.
by KopaLeo
Based on a nightmare two days ago.
I was on a sea island, created by Princess Fiery Heart. She is a regretful princess with wings of fire, in a self-enforced exile of regret. I came to her and she laid me down to the ground, and caressed my back, so that wings sprouted from it. The wings were fleshy and pink, and covered with boils, as if it used to be a good pair of wings, but all the feathers were burned away.
She said, "Rise, my little pony. Now you shall be my disciple." She then gave me some long needles. They were golden, with spherical ends, about half of my leg's length. I nailed my wings through with them, each one for one regret of mine, as she instructed.
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