"She sat under the dim light in the misty room, could barely see the faces of the twins she was breastfeeding. A girl who hadn't had sex, was breastfeeding twins, like the lady I heard of, Jane, she had never sat by a pool before, but she saw her self sitting naked at a pool with a man. The woman who was breastfeeding twins woke the next day, breastless, but by afternoon it was back. It left every morning but came back at afternoons.
Consoling, I've gotten too good at it. Even at the most terrifying situations, I find a word to pacify the tumult. I spoke to her about it, that it was just a normal thing in the life of a girl, I mean to my small knowledge, every girl grows up with something wrong, be it physical or spiritual. She is 72 now unmarried, because she never had the boldness of accepting a man, she always thought of her deformity, her first companion, who wouldnt. "I observed the quietness in the room, everyone waiting for the next thing that would come out of my mouth. I took a deep breath and chose my next few words carefully.
"That night what actually happened was this... In a realm above this one, several women had a meeting and it was time her witch mother gave something in return to honor the golden moon, but she wouldn't. She wouldn't give the life of her only daughter, her only child, so they forced her to give her daughters womb, saying, the life or the womb. But the mother said, "be so kind, take her breasts instead, moreover, a mother would want to feed her child. So I beg you all, spare her life and don't touch her womb." The coven laughed out, like wickedness had an idea. The coven head said "we won't fully take it, we would make her suffer till you beg us to take her life, because the volcanic eruption between you two would be too hot for you." And while she slept, the demons came down on her and did the most obscene thing. The fragile being woke up in the middle of the night and was happy at the twin babies, meanwhile, twin demons.
I remember that girl, Jane, after she saw her self at the pool with that man, in her dream, she never got married. Dreams become our spiritual eyes, but they see in proverbs. If people knew, they would pay more attention to it, but when you tell them, they'll say you're being too spiritual.
When I was young, I thought dreams were mere entertainment, so I always rushed to sleep. Now I discovered people kept vigils because they didn't want to dream some dreams. The prophet once told my sister she should protect her self before she slept, so these things that didn't dream wouldn't rip her of her essence, or life."
I had finished telling my tale, but the room was still silent. As I got down from the stage, there was no clapping, no one looked at me, it was like as though they were in a trance. The most active of the group became mute, because last night, he dreamt he was stabbed in the heart by his mother.
Feel you're in a dream, scary scenes rush before your eyes, you wake up terrified but its real... Where's paradise since it isn't in dreams?
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