(October 5th Sunday)
The dream was going for a strange turn. This one began as a simple non-logical wacky adventure, but now order was finding its way in. The area became a place that she recognized, her home-city. It seemed cleaner than when she lived in the area, but definitely the same one. She was travelling somewhere, towards someone. It was a white cat… Banshee was the name of the species—Moon-curved stripes, beautiful eyes, large hands and feet—she could not tell who this was, or why she was seeing this person.
The dream turn a dark turn now. A fight, it felt painful. Attackers...
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