Speaker Entry #1: Dreams Watching the Traveler is tiresome at sometimes. When I do rest, I usually do not dream. When I do dream It is usually the same. This dream is a nightmare. In this dream there is a park with a sculpture of the world in it. The sculpture is made of a bronze-like material and has rough edges which makes it seem rugged and old. I see it on a cloudy afternoon, and only for a moment, but I can always remember it clearly. The globe has cracks in various places, outlining the continents of the world perfectly. It seems like they were made over time, but this is wrong. I look closer. There are people inside the cracks. Thousands of people with blank eyes clawing in agony for the outside world that they cannot reach. Men and women alike, not even considering who they are pushing out of the way for the light. They are in pain. They scream with their mouths so open it makes them look like monsters. I cannot sleep after seeing this dream. It is terrifying. I have had this dream for many, many years. I do not know what this means yet. [spoiler]Bump for Entry #2[/spoiler]