warning dream

night of march 18th 2o10
a crowd, a gathering of humans
grey skies
a creature facing me
he is a child
a shrunken skull of a bird for a head
with hollow eyes that look scared
i feel scared
his mother (human) covers his eyes
for my sake?
for his

he is an adult
he's being interviewed
he still has a tongue and is able to make wet breathey sounds
it is a language
i understand it slightly
he is speaking about disgrace

he's up on a podium
i can see his body
the frame of it slight, with white loose skin
like a blanket over bones
it flutters in the wind
he's speaking into the microphone to the gathering
it is serious, and very important
i dont think the crowd is listening well enough
i think he gets frustrated
bobs his tiny head up and down with his thick long neck