Tuesday, May 29, 2018

The dream about werewolves


And the dream was me and one of my oldest brothers running by a beach almost night with a very low natural light, was a clean beach beautiful place, and had a big rock with the shape of a arc, and we was listen the howl of wolves we was already be followed the wolves would came to kill us if we stop of run, and I knew that we was running to a city that the wolf that would kill us was already there, and I think what make a person run to death, and was that we would die in the beach devoured by wolves and maybe was that exhausting minutes of life that made us run to the city the faith in don’t die in the there was none so we run for these few last minutes of life, we was already exhaust before came to the beach, why want these last minutes that would be without rest to the last second. Rute Bezerra de Menezes Gondim

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