I have recently been dreaming about how the sky is tearing a hole.
"- I dreamed of the sky
I kept running out to the balcony to watch the sunset. Instead of the sun, there is a black hole and I cannot describe all the colors that I saw there. They shone, shimmered around the black hole and disappeared. It was the sky again. And then the colors began to thicken again. Once, the darkness seemed to become light at the snap of fingers. Then a shining lake came from somewhere. It was crystal clear and shone with a green light."
"- I look at the sky, and there's a hole. It's like a portal to another world. It is surrounded by clouds, and the images inside change. Then I turn around and see, instead of the usual street, the spreading branches of some tree. They turned silver then black."