The Most Amazing Dream

I've remarked on my amazing ability to fall asleep before, but I'm truely a master of falling asleep in bad situations.  Which always leads to awkward moments of being awakened still in a really bad situation, but having dreamed a lot nicer situation (how you may ask can you dream about being shackled and its nice? Well I'll tell you when your older). This time it lead me to a fantasy about the flesh slave of Telrrax unhooking me from my imprisonment while the not dock workers eyeless corpse lay at my fee (how did he lose his eyes? Fingers think nothing more on this). I was really involved in this dream, like to the point I worried when I really woke up I'd be immenseley dissapointed to find out I was still attached to a pole and about to have my genitals inserted into the mouth of a snake or something (hasn't happened yet, but thinking about it that would work really good as a torture device). I was so convinced I was dreaming I didn't even notice when the creature rather roughly dropped me to the ground at Telrrax's feet (nothing brings you back to reality more than an impact with a wooden floor, well there are several things actually but you know what for this entry it'll do).

"Morning sunshine." That acidic tongue told me that this was no dream, because in most of my dreams women have a nicer way of talking (note I said most not all).