This is a collection of my dreams over a period of roughly three decades. I have arranged them in a semi-story fashion as some of them seem to be continuations of other dreams. More
I split him open from chest to head. As he is falling, one hand on the handle, and open palm on the hilt when I land, I shove the blade in the gut of the next one. A quick jerk to the side guts the demon. I spin around behind him where the next demon is waiting; swinging a clawed hand at me. I catch it’s wrist with my left hand and drive my blade into the spine of the one I just gutted.