Phelgion

Woke up with a nonsense word in my head. Was it felgion? Phelgion? I think it sounded better than that, but now it’s gone. How important was that word? What would it mean? I lay there in bed and made sure I’d remember, spelled it to myself. Made sure I’d hold onto it, then drifted off again.

And now it’s gone. Some nonsense word from some unlanguage of my dreams. Was it a gift? Was it the key? Probably just some dream nonsense, unless it wasn’t.

Now it isn’t.

–Dan Kilian

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