Dream LVI

I had been reading a large book of science fiction stories previously, and I wanted to continue. I spotted the book on a shelf, and saw the bookmark sticking out of it.

That bookmark looks far too advanced along pagecount, I thought. I pulled the bookmark out and lifted up the book, thinking I could properly place the bookmark simply by looking at the stories and remembering which was the last one I'd read.

The pages of the book, however, were written in a language that I didn't recognize. The words weren't even formed using Roman letters, being instead a series of circles with dots inside them.

I began to regret pulling out the bookmark in the first place.