29th
A city, old
fashioned... Berwick or London. I was
with friends on a night out but it was very strange.
I was covered in tattoos, cuts and scars... It looked like i'd been tied up, I
had healing skull fractures too.
A bag of broken
bottles... My Aunty Sheila was asking me
what I was doing with them, it seemed linked to dreams were I used to hid
bottles in her house. She was showing me
old holiday photos.
A silver metal tray and spoon on a silver chain, I was wearing it. I'd spoken to her on a modern high level
platform filled with posh hotels looking over the older buildings.
One was a strange castle, church building.
It was really old in the centre of the town. The bottom layer made with huge round grey
river stones.. Then more and more smaller stones of the same style stacked up
on top.
It was partly ruined.
Prior to this had
been really abstract stuff Thor and sky
portals, different elements and then so more unusual portals to different
places, they would close when the timing was right.
Blood samples, different colours, I had rainbow blood. I was putting samples onto the sliver tray
and they would make strange things, geometric shapes, and then intricate clay
models. A stayer, then a pan type green
man... They were amazing... They were forming from my blood on the tray, one
that formed was a small goblin type of creature and he was trying to fight his
way back in, cutting at the skin on my wrist with a tiny knife he held.
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