A Place For Understanding.

Hello.
Monday, February 15, 2016
I welcome you.
In a lot of my dreams, I always seem to be followed by a very dark shadow. I was scared of it at one point in time. Worried that it was some kind of bad sign. However, I had another repeating dream. I was back in the white treed forest. This time, I wasn't running away from the shadow. I was walking along side it. Humming. My normal white dress was now torn and dirty. My shoes were no where to be found. My hair was messy, and my make up was running. I felt safe around the shadow, normally I'm running for my life. I think I know what this shadow is now.
As I walked deeper into the forest with the shadow along side me, we came to the same area as before. With the big crystal glowing white tree. Three big white stones, and the small white fox. As I walked away from the shadow (moving over to sit under the tree again), tears started falling from my eyes. As I got to the base of the tree, I saw that my fox friend wasn't sleeping, but had been killed. There was blood all over her fur, and her eyes glossy. I sat under the tree, and held the fox in my arms. Her blood poured all over my dress, and I sat there, petting her. Humming the same tune as before.
At this point, the shadow was now in front of me. It laughed, this shadow has a voice. As I went to look up at the shadow, it had formed into a faceless man in a suit. A white and silver suit. He had black hair was slightly covered where his eyes should have been. He took a knee, and held my face in his hands. He dried the tears from my eyes, and started humming the tune. As he was humming, I laid the fox in my lap, and stared up at the tree. I felt at peace, I felt.. warm. Looking back down I saw the fox was alive again. Wiggling around and barking slightly. The small fox ran back into the other part of the forest.
I stood up, thinking that I was just dreaming that the fox was dead. That I might of just fallen asleep under the tree. But looking down at my dress, I saw the foxes blood stained on it. I look back up to see the faceless man inches away from my face. He wraps his hands around me, and he spoke. "Are you ready to leave this place". I woke up soon after.
I feel like this shadow, this, man, is death.
He wasn't scary, and I felt calm when I was with him.
It's kinda scary to say this but, I welcome you sir.
I welcome death.
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