Last night I dreamed that Flutter and I were exploring Memento mori…
… everything was shrouded in mist, and silent…
… it was so quiet that I could hear Flutters wing strokes…
… ‘Where are we going, Seri?’ she asked me…
… ‘I think this is it.’ I replied…
… there was a growing roar, like distant waves crashing on a rocky shore that was somehow drawing closer…
… ‘The dream is over.’ said Flutter.
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