Tuesday, 15 September 2009

The Teeth Stealers.

This is another of my recurring dreams.

I'm at a fair/carnival. Rides and stalls galore, all set up on a lovely green field.
The fortune teller's tent has a queue building, the golden fringing on her doorway sparkles in the sunlight. Kids are screaming, being thrown around on the different rides, their voices ring out across the crowds.
As I wander around, taking in all the delights, I begin to notice, dotted about between the throngs of people, unusual looking men. They have no hair, and in the middle of their foreheads, teeth are embedded, as if stuck into plasticine! Their staring eyes all seem to be watching me, as if I have something that they want.
Then it clicks, I put my hand up to my mouth, and my teeth have started to disappear, one at a time, as if these men have looked at me and all of a sudden my teeth are their decorations. I can feel the colour draining from my face, the world starts to spin and all the images I see seem to blur into one.
Am I the only one who can see them?
Where did they come from?
Why teeth?

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