You Dream

You run through the forest, and the hunter pursues you. You feel raw, **** power in your legs, and your lungs burn despite the cold air you breathe. You can hear hoofbeats behind you, getting louder, closer. You hear a shout, and feel something wrap around your legs, binding them together and tripping you. You fall to the frost-covered ground, the impact shaking your bones. You roll onto your back and reach for the bindings on your legs, hoping to escape the hunter, but knowing that you could not. As you turn, the hunter crashes through the brush and into your sight.

He rode a great courser, big and strong and fast as the wind. Its fur was a midnight blue, and it was draped in a saddle and barding of deep purple. It's eyes and hooves burned with green flames, and it's breath steamed in the cold air. Atop the great beast sat a massive man wearing a great helm, decorated with a reindeer's antlers. The man's eyes and antlers both burned with that same green fire. He carried a spear in his right arm, and a set of bolas in the other. He wore a surcoat decorated with embroidered depictions of men taming great beasts, such as lions and bears. Right at the center of his chest lies an image of a man casting chains upon a great dragon. He wore a cloak of grey fur, which billows in the wind as he approaches you.

You close your eyes, looking away from the giant hunter, preparing for a deadly stroke of the hunter's spear.

But it never comes.