Messenger

Is it bad to harbour a message that is murky and leaves a gloomy residue on your consciousness? In some shadowy corner of my mind I am aware of something I shouldn't be, but of course it is impossible to put it into words ahead of time even if I wanted to. There is a shape, a rotating structure of some sort. Think of a wooden pirate ship stuck vertically out of the ground as in Haven, but more mobile and not as much sand, something that turns but isn't a hurricane. Being crushed to death, and people being sad about it. Something to do with a cat or something feline, though this part is much hazier; there is no image, just a feeling of some sort. Hopefully the mere transformation of this unexplainable mood into words is enough. I never really thought of myself as a messenger.

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