mufin6

Goodnight. I lay there and drift like a log on a river, just going with the flow. I feel calm. Smooth. Light in shade. But up ahead I notice something, the water becomes black. Eyes wait below for me to arrive. The water becomes hard. Choppy, with specks of white foam, as if it were a wild beast that was starving for flesh and was just presented with a buffet of rare and delicate cuisine. The eyes become excited. They dance at the view before them. A feast is soon to begin. I start to fall. My body begins to fill with water and fear and gravity attacks my core. The eyes start to focus. Pupils become large as a shadow covers them. Their Bla