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I had a dream about fishemen and stars in the sky bright and dull one then i was saying when the stars are bright like this it is when the fishermen catches more fish and at the same time i saw some fishermen in their boats catching fish and some were already on the shore selling the fish and i was told to choose one fish but me i was unable to choose one because there were no good fish remaining on the side which i was told to choose. while the other side there good fish and big but i was insisted to take the broken one which i did not like

I was in an underground bunker with the President as one of his security advisers. I left the bunker and went outside. Outside the bunker was a beach and a giant ocean. It was a beautiful night with the stars shining and this extremely stealthy all black GIANT scorpion (think transformers, maybe even bigger) rose from the ocean with bright white eyes and a tail that was shooting energy blasts. It was attacking the bunker but not me. I didn't get the feeling it was trying to attack me and I was not scared. Then I woke up.

Oh, the celebration could be heard as I enter the courtyard; people dancing in line, torch light blowing in a slight breeze. “Zsu!” Patrizia gathers me in her arms and draws me into the row of revelers. Joy! Dancing, laughing, and merriment! Excitement on the ground and ecstatic energy in the air! Various beautiful people feel the drink and gaiety. I stop exuberated by the tables of food, famished by the traveling. There is so much to eat ???adjusted to between the drumming, strings, long lines of people holding hands weaving in and out, and around! I can’t decide what not to choose to eat when a tall man stares down at me, smiling. “Hello.” I say. “Hello,” he says back. I grab some prsut, sausage, cheese, and reach for the honey when, “Not yet!” young Lydia grins and pulls me into the weave. Mr. Beautiful quietly reaches for my plate and when I return, I find him sitting licking his fingers. “I would like some more!” “Indeed, as would I!” Returning to the table, with candles, and plates of fruit, cheese, olives, he introduces himself, half shy half forward. “I am kin to Mirabella.” “Kristo, I know of you. You paint.” He puts prsut on her plate and reaches for a wine goblet, ignoring the wine. “Awkward silence,” he finally says. * The night sky lit up, vibrant and full of stars. The moon hung over a branch of her favorite tree when the first guests arrived. Carriages and horses began to align the drive. She left behind the idea that any hope in salvaging what remained of this “marriage” with Istven. Zsuzanna needed to return to her roots for inner guidance and the wisdom of (name of older woman mentor). Musicians played their pipes and strings, drumming set the pace of the dance. Zsuzanna stood gazing out over this Eden when someone grabbed her from behind to join in the line dance. Hoisting her skirts she forgot her woes, and partook in the merriment. Krsto was present. His family held a long loyal alliance with various noble lineage, and he her only kinship with the world he wished to forget.

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