“Nightmares are the visits of what has come before you undead. They claw into the seam that should sew up your life. They hiss the ancient fates that will have undone you in your very bed, how you could not move while the whole city was falling around you in blood and firelight. The entrails of birds will lie on the stones of your dreams, making signs.” DreamsNightmaresHauntedThe Subconscious Book:After Sappho Source: After Sappho
“Her dreams were otherworldly birds. They flew out of a stunted yew tree in the garden of her childhood and circled the roof of her house, cawing, years of their hoarse cries and black wings.” DreamsVirginia Woolf Book:After Sappho Source: After Sappho