The dream began as four small children boarded a dinghy at the edge of a decrepit pond. It felt like a low-grade horror movie. It was almost dawn, but still quite dark and there was mist floating off the surface of the water. I remember myself actually pushing the boat into the water. The kids …
Holy Spring Wars
I was in some sort of elite platoon of soldiers whose task was to free a precious spring of clean water from the clutches of a nebulous villainous entity. It all took place in a massive post-apocalyptic, mountainous landscape. I couldn’t figure out if we were on earth or if in fact, it was taking …