Last night I was taking care of a little girl again. I loved her so much and fought to protect her. I climbed a stairwell of a building fighting people off with a sword. She was in one of the apts and I was trying to find her.
Her father made a lot of money. He threw an arrow into the sky towards a castle in the ocean. "that's were we are going to live". There was an elevator and the bunk beds my brother and I had when we were little.
The strongest feelings of the dream were love and protection.. the fighting came from those feelings. It was a nice dream.
Her father made a lot of money. He threw an arrow into the sky towards a castle in the ocean. "that's were we are going to live". There was an elevator and the bunk beds my brother and I had when we were little.
The strongest feelings of the dream were love and protection.. the fighting came from those feelings. It was a nice dream.
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