Teeth, Tusks, and Dreams
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I was little then. Teeth. A trunk and tusks. Fire, I think? Those were unsettling enough. But what I remember most were those eyes—huge yellow ones—as the beast hovered above me. I froze in place, unable to scream. The beast spoke, it's voice soothing like a mother's lullaby. "Rest now, little one. Your nightmare is gone." "Nightmare?" I didn't remember having one. Though, a chill spread through my sweat soaked pajamas. Maybe I did? "Yes. I ate it. Did you not place an image of me under your pillow?" Its head tilted. Was it puzzled? "N-no." The beast was so strange to look at. A chimera of elephant, tiger, and other things I couldn't identify. And it's eyes bored into me. You bet I'd be drawing this creature to try to remember it. "Someone did for you. Now I must go. Others have need of me." The beast disappeared in a puff of smoke before I could give my thanks. Did I dream the appearance? That morning when I asked, my grandmother confessed to placing the image there. I drew what I saw for her and placed it under her pillow.
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