A long time ago, less than 6 years ago… I think, but more than 3 years ago. I had a dream.
In the dream was a man (me?) he had a sword made of smoke over his shoulder and it was kind of long and very wide. He was standing in a dark hallway. At the other end of the hall, a chittering sound was heard. Like thousands of giant cockroaches screaming a battle cry.
That’s it. That’s the whole dream that I remember.
But I’ve built a universe around that dream. This is the first story that I finished (you see a pattern here?) in that universe.
Maybe that will be my next novel. Maybe, now that things are settling down from the craziness of the holidays, I can write more. That’s the goal.
You can find Going Home in the stories link above.
I’ll have another story tomorrow. That one about a lonely goddess.
Please read and share.
Comments are appreciated.