I dreamt my brother, sister in law and step mother were going on trip. I was to or take care of cats. Sister in law was being passive aggressive saying... "Im worried if the cats will be ok."
I was busy with my own life and so was running many errands, but showed up at the large house before them. I could hear them come in the large building. It was somewhat like a castle, with turrets and lots of windows in the ceilings, it seemed to need better care. I was putting my things in the house. I noticed they cleared the bathroom cabinet for me which was nice. It was a nice mirror with wide dark wood frame that you couldn't tell opened. The counter had a wet black towel and finger nail clippings on it. I decided I would clean it all up before I put my things away.
Then I heard them come in.... I could hear them talk about me, wondering where I was etc., but not in the best light.
I looked up through the windows.. I could see the winds swirling. They arrived in the back sun room where I was where they realized I was there. CC said something about the wind. The sky was red and smokey looking to where you could see the movement. Flocks of birds flew over but you could just see their silhouettes in the sky. It was beautiful and haunting. There were so many many birds, almost as though they were aware of something that we were not. Then one silhouette hovered over and it looked like an old dark ages drawing of some sort of bird or dragon that was mythical. CC said "See that dress? That has been here since I was a little girl. I should probably work on getting that down." I looked, and outside on one of the very high windows was a dress, spinning and swirling against the window on its own. It was a vertical window, there is no way that dress should have been there. I could see a body scurry up the widow. It was hooded. It kept fighting to get the dress. It seems he finally succeeded because he plunged down from the window toward the ground. I could see that he had a harness and ropes. Did he get it? I wasn't quite sure. It almost seemed liked he was escaping it. Then I saw many Africans with very black skin. They had white powder or paint on parts of their bodies and faces, mainly the upper half of their head and they were all somewhat unclothed. They all had shortly cropped hair and each had a different design of the white on them. I told CC that they must be daemon hunters of sorts.
I was busy with my own life and so was running many errands, but showed up at the large house before them. I could hear them come in the large building. It was somewhat like a castle, with turrets and lots of windows in the ceilings, it seemed to need better care. I was putting my things in the house. I noticed they cleared the bathroom cabinet for me which was nice. It was a nice mirror with wide dark wood frame that you couldn't tell opened. The counter had a wet black towel and finger nail clippings on it. I decided I would clean it all up before I put my things away.
Then I heard them come in.... I could hear them talk about me, wondering where I was etc., but not in the best light.
I looked up through the windows.. I could see the winds swirling. They arrived in the back sun room where I was where they realized I was there. CC said something about the wind. The sky was red and smokey looking to where you could see the movement. Flocks of birds flew over but you could just see their silhouettes in the sky. It was beautiful and haunting. There were so many many birds, almost as though they were aware of something that we were not. Then one silhouette hovered over and it looked like an old dark ages drawing of some sort of bird or dragon that was mythical. CC said "See that dress? That has been here since I was a little girl. I should probably work on getting that down." I looked, and outside on one of the very high windows was a dress, spinning and swirling against the window on its own. It was a vertical window, there is no way that dress should have been there. I could see a body scurry up the widow. It was hooded. It kept fighting to get the dress. It seems he finally succeeded because he plunged down from the window toward the ground. I could see that he had a harness and ropes. Did he get it? I wasn't quite sure. It almost seemed liked he was escaping it. Then I saw many Africans with very black skin. They had white powder or paint on parts of their bodies and faces, mainly the upper half of their head and they were all somewhat unclothed. They all had shortly cropped hair and each had a different design of the white on them. I told CC that they must be daemon hunters of sorts.
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