So I had this recent dream where I got to meet fellow dreamwalkers or astral walkers. They have their own specific tasks or responsibilities. Some act as guides. Some just travel from one place to another, like some kind of scout or an explorer.
Then, I met this dreamwalker, scared out of his wits. Then he talked to me. He asked if I wanted to know what he knew. I obliged.
Then he showed me another realm, vast, barren, and unexplored. It was unknown to other dreamwalkers like no one else could enter it. He said that some spirits also don’t know what’s in that unknown realm. Sometimes the unknown must simply remain as the unknown. The desire to know all sometimes stems from the desire to control.
Before we went back, I saw the guardian of that realm, pale-skinned, with dark eyes, and a sinister smile. Maybe he’s the keeper of Secrets. Maybe he’s the reason the other dreamwalker was at his wits. I only felt my heart pulsating. Then I woke up.
