~Twilight

Buried.  Buried under layers of sand.  The moons and stars were rapidly disappearing as I clawed uselessly against grain after grain of sand.  I open my mouth to scream for help only to have it be filled with sand.  All was still, encased in sand. Though the sand was not moving, I could still feel it brushing against the scales around my eyes.

My eyes opened, shocking me awake.  It was all a dream, I was okay.  Except I wasn't okay.

"Why..." I started, "are you touching...  MY FACE!!??"