Qualifications for Dreaming "Huff. Huff." My lungs expand as if they're about to tear apart. The pain makes it impossible to keep my mouth shut, but even so, I can't rest and have to run desperately through the deserted forest. A fishy, metallic stench pierces my nose and torments me. Under my feet, jagged stones and tree roots are tan...
Qualifications for Dreaming "Huff. Huff." My lungs expand as if they're about to tear apart. The pain makes it impossible to keep my mouth shut, but even so, I can't rest and have to run desperately through the deserted forest. A fishy, metallic stench pierces my nose and torments me. Under my feet, jagged stones and tree roots are tangled together in a mess. My body feels as heavy as if I'm carrying a tremendous weight, and just taking a single step sends what feels like sharp electricity coursing through me. But I run. Until my lungs tear. Until my muscles rupture, I have to keep running. "Moooooooo!" The fact that I'll die if I don't run is what drives me forward. Death is chasing closely behind me. I know what the grim reaper following me is. It's a monster that people commonly call a
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