[I just woke up from a dream so I'm trying to record what I still can before it's lost; it's a good practice for everyone, practitioner or not, since it lets you remember these dreams more often. ]
As my memories of the dream are fading, I frantically type this in the hopes of keeping what I could.
I found myself in what seemed to be an area strikingly similar to my own in reality, yet with everything bathed in darkness, white lines barely lining the outlines of each object, wall, vehicle and creature. I remember traveling with several creatures, at least one of whom was a fairy. In a street I knew had no jeepney route, there was a jeepney waiting... for us apparently.
We arrived at what seemed like a hospital of sorts - or perhaps a prison without fences, given the appearance of the "waiting room" we were in? - and there were few people sitting in various tables. All of us were waiting for something, but what exactly, I didn't know... perhaps none of us knew. After awhile I saw a young man, with a dead/dying dog. He gave a wonderfully long story about so many things - a story that, sadly, I can't recall right now, but it seemed like his own eulogy or parting speech, of sorts - and at the end of the whole thing, as he was leaving for the backstage which, for some reason, I knew was his path to the "other side", I actually asked him a favor: to greet certain people I somehow knew were already there [one of them would actually have the alias of a friend of mine who is still alive], and said that those four female individuals gathered 'near the Castle'.
What this whole thing means is a bit of a mystery to me...
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