Literature
The Dreams (a Head Shave Sample)
(Female head shave) The dream is always the same… I’m in a large, wide-open field. The moon is bright and shining, lighting up the field. I’m always wearing my elegant, expensive satin silk saree, my most beloved garment for formal events that I've had for years. I look around, wondering where I am, but I don’t need to wonder long, because realization hits me almost immediately… and it always hits me right before HE arrives. I sense him before I turn to see him, but every time I do, he’s as beautiful as he is terrifying, larger than life and twice as terrifying. Lord Balaji. He makes his way to me… not walking, but floating, the very air around him crackling with power. I try to run, but as hard as I sprint, he begins to overtake me almost instantly. I feel him approach… and as he reaches me, and reaches out to grab me, his hand always seems to brush my long, silky hair before… I snap out of the dream, sitting up with a cry as I pant uncontrollably as I attempt to get myself
