This dream isn't mine, Mu thought. The city was small and brittle. The men inside it were small and brittle. And he would melt them down, reshape them in his own image. He wanted to enter himself and be entered. Empty himself and be emptied. And in the emptiness, gaze into the pearlescent mirror of fluid and find two more of himself, eager to reproduce.
Art: BulldozerDR (https://www.furaffinity.net/user/bulldozerdr)
Background: Camp Fire, July 2005, MarcusObal