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Meaning in Dreams
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Sierra frowned. It wasn't a coincidence that they'd both been drawn into the dreams of strange devices. "We are too close to men of power. Before the wolves said I shouldn't come here. And I think they might have been correct."


The other woman had cut off her sentence before finishing it, but Sierra was staring at her left arm. Memories flashed. Not in her head, before them - like she was reliving the dream from some ethereal place.

A man, strong, big, frightening, the face blurred - a snake wrapped around his left arm - not a tattoo - the real thing biting its own tail. It wasn't the memory - the imagery of it - like the strange workings of the dream. He towered over her brother cowering in a corner, he was more wolf in the dream. His features were elongated into a snow, there where skin might have been was soft downy fur. His eyes were golden. His teeth were human as he barred them at the man.

The man grabbed him. Sierra heard a scream, It was her voice, but it didn't come from her mouth. A visiage of a girl came and tried to stop him. He tossed her to the side and he grabbed the wolfman by the scruff of his neck and ran a knife across his throat then tossed it aside.

Her mother wept far away from them, in a door that led into the earth. Home. But yet it wasn't home.

Sierra fell to the ground on her knees. The memory came to life in the dream was still staring at her - her brother's death. The snake. Sierra crouched in defense of herself and looked up at the other woman, the snake on her left arm. "Who are you people that you kill innocent children?"
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[No subject] - by Sierra - 02-06-2017, 12:44 PM
[No subject] - by Elyse - 02-07-2017, 09:27 AM
[No subject] - by Sierra - 02-07-2017, 09:54 AM
[No subject] - by Elyse - 02-07-2017, 10:05 AM
[No subject] - by Sierra - 02-07-2017, 10:18 AM
[No subject] - by Elyse - 02-07-2017, 10:45 AM
[No subject] - by Sierra - 02-07-2017, 10:58 AM
[No subject] - by Elyse - 02-07-2017, 11:20 AM
[No subject] - by Sierra - 02-07-2017, 11:32 AM
[No subject] - by Elyse - 02-07-2017, 11:42 AM
[No subject] - by Sierra - 02-07-2017, 11:50 AM
[No subject] - by Elyse - 02-07-2017, 01:29 PM

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