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I think it was the pretty cure lesbians but the father of one of then started to kill their whole kingdom because his family was cursed n he wanted to protect them. If his daughter was kissed by her true love his empire would crumble idk. Anyways a lot of magic death and long haired lesbian trying to find other girl who has been away on a mission before this even started. Her brother was helping (he looked like abel from star ocean) but he died a d shes effectively the only survivor of her blood line but rescues her lesbian and they dony even kiss but they confront her evil dad and he is captured by some galaxy officials who cuff him with this weird malleable galaxy astrology cuff idk

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I was in an untidy room full of books and papers but obviously a grand room with vintage furniture. An elderly lady came in and paid little attention to me though she acknowledged me and asked me my name which she addressed me by. I recognised her, she was the queen, no crown just an ordinary old lady and I spoke to her as Elisabeth and we got along, She then summoned tea and served it to me and we got along despite me being a republican. That is all I dreamed.

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My dream started with me on a beautiful grassy hill with a lot of flowers. It was getting dark and I needed somewhere safe. Next I was in a room inside a cave, the dirt and rocks had a red color to them, it looked like something miners had used, there were beds and a metal door that I had locked and put stuff in front of to make sure it couldn’t be opened. My sister was there and also two younger children I didn’t know. We were being tracked by dark faceless monsters that could hear really good and were very fast, the moved on two back legs and two long arms that were sharp. I couldn’t sleep so I went over to the door and looked out the peep-hole and saw one of the monsters lurking outside. I whispered to my sister that there was a monster outside and I was going to get the gun. My sister told me to get the gun that was by her, pulled the covers back and told me to lay down and get some rest and at the same time one of the kids threw a doll by me and it hit the ground with a thud. I was irritated that my sister didn’t seem to care about the monster outside and I was scared the monster might of herd the noise but I was exhausted so I layed down with her and the kid that threw the doll came to lay with us to. When I went to lay down I felt like I didn’t have to worry about the monster outside, I felt safe.

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I was down near the beach and I was with a bunch of family friends who wanted to go crabbing, but their version of crabbing consisted of walking along the local rivers at low tide and turning over the rocks where they would find crabs. I walked along the river’s edge with them and it seemed like there was a crab under almost every rock and if there wasn’t a crab, then you just had to turn over a rock that was under the top rock. I would grab them from the side quickly before they could pinch me and throw them into a bucket. As we approached the bay we could see more and more people and boats and at one point a biker drove his bike into the shallow water and made a big circle throwing up a lot of water in the process. There were a lot of sailboats in the bay and I knew this was a dream while I was dreaming it.

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I walk from the upper floor, where the higher years mingle, down to the 2 1/2 floor. I look into glass walled study rooms. A girl I am interested in is there. She comes out and greets me with an uncharacteristcally friendly hug. She looks excited and relieved about something. She leads me towards the stairs that lead out of the building to a beautiful sunset over neatly kept lawns. Before we can decend she is urged by someone on her research team that something needs to finalize some details before submitting. She obliges and implores me to go ahead and she will catch up. I kiss the top right corner of her face and she rushes off with her team. I turn back the way I came to the open stairs that are white, unsupported, and look like they were built to replicate orbital paths. The roof makes the building look spherical. I walk downward and see some friends. I greet them without stopping. Something is on my mind. I have some objective, but I don't know what it is. The whole building shakes and the other stairs fall. People disappear without a trace. I notice a man wearing a dark pink or extremely faded red sweater with the hood up. He seems to be bald. He has a brown and round goatee. He is standing on a scaffolding a floor above me and about 10-20 meters ahead of me. He is armed with a rifle he needs two hands to fire. He sees me and lifts the gun against his should and fast walks towards an exit that leads outside of the building. I wake up in an apartment room. The walls begin at my hips. Beneath the wall there is just a railing like on a flimsy deck. I can see the floor below me. It's a hotel lobby. It's dirty and the lights make everything a shade of piss yellow. The door has a lock, and an opaque window that takes up most of the top center. There is a second opaque window that is as tall as the door on the same side as the lock on the door. Someone in the lobby came and asked about me. I lay down and pretend to be asleep since they could see me if I was standing. The man at the desk points to my room. The man asking about me is dressed in all black and is wearing a comically large brimmed hat with a red feather. He pulls a 2 meter long weapon from his suit case and aims it towards where he thinks I am sleeping and fires. It's less than a few inches from my head. The whole pours out light, white debris, and doves mixed in with both. I roll frantically, open my door and run as fast as I can away from the lobby. I exit the back door and see a bowling alley. People are bowling and buying booze. I am a little flabberghasted because just the night before it was a theatre. I remember following a young woman in a purple dress outside. She was crying, her boyfriend commanded her into the car. It was an expensive looking car. Her hair was done up in a nice looking bun. She saw me come to her rescue and she smiled and wiped her tears away and got into the car. Regardless of last night it was currently a bowling alley. The person behind the bar was an old friend. He offered me a beer. I drank a couple sips and thanked him before running out the far door and seeing my world. I was 20 years in the past outside of a thrift store wearing a varsity jacket and remembering when this thrift store used to be a bowling alley when I was a kid.

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I am in a large, turn of the century house. I wander through it, looking for someone, but I can't remember who - or who owns the house. The dream is vivid. I can hear chickens, smell dust and mustiness in rarely used spaces, I can pick up and examine objects (many of which I remember from somewhere. These things are detailed, often personal, lovely but I can't remember who they belong to or if they might have been mine at that time somehow), I can feel the heat of the fire in the stove and delight at using the water pump in the summer kitchen. It all feels familiar as I search the house up to the attic and then down (very steep, narrow stairs to that attic!) When I get to the cellar door in the kitchen, I start to feel foreboding - but compelled to keep searching. As I go down the stairs to the cellar, I can identify the coal shed door, on old cast iron heater of some kind and another door. I look through the cellar, open the door to the coal shed and then approach the other door. It is identifiably different or out of place but I can't pin down exactly how it is different or what makes it out of place. I do "know" that I am strongly compelled to open it - and too terrified to. Extreme dread and foreboding when I reach for that doorknob usually wake me - sometimmes screaming. I have wakened my family peiodically through my life with this. I can't remember the first time I had the dream but I've had it throughout my life. It tends to leave me very nervous and unsettled, sometimes for days.

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