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I saw that I was in an unknown place but I liked it immediately, because it was glittery and fun. THen suddenly my friend and I had to join a performance, but we were just side dancers. Then I saw that we were making a queue to worship our god. Then a friend that we had recently made said that she had to go somewhere and she left. Then because she didn't return we went looking for her. THen somehow my friend and I separated. Then somehow I reached this narrow hallway but it was a long one. They called it"hell". But it didn't look like one, because with all the clothes hanging it felt like a shop and there are many people there all strangers. They told me that they had been there for a very long time. Then as I was walking, a guy came from behind he was fully in black and tried to touch me I ran away from him, shouting. He ran behind me rapping anout dirty things. Then I stupid thing, I jumped from the hallway which was overlooking a rough land below. And then the guy pulled me back somehow, and I was so scared that I was hugging him, but he pushed me away from him. Then somehow an old lady came with three pendants and I chose the one with a heart. She told me that I was free. Then she took me to a gate behind the hallway it was really old. She told me to hide and go because they didnt free people in one day. I went through the gate and then I ended up in the school I used to study before and I was very happy there as I met my old friends.

It started out in a castle .. this castle of course looked very old on the out side and just as new on the inside. the dream picked up when I was coming out. I stepped into the entrance room; and rectangular room with a banister just about the center of the room so that someone on the second floor could walk the full lengeth of the room. I began to rise into the air. and when I reached the banister wings erupted from my back and I began to fly around the room. I flew out of the door that was already open. I landed on the steps of the school and looked into the sky were I saw hundreds of thousands of angles circling. it looked like a hurican of angles. I then looked to one of the second story windows of the school.. where I saw about 5 angles gathered at one of the windows. I flew over to them to see what they were doing. and I saw the angle in front who was having a telepathic conversation with a girl in the class room. he gestured with one finger for her to come out side and she got up and left the class room.. the teach kept teaching the students kept learning.. no one noticed her leave. I then wanted to see how high and fast I could fly so I began to fly I found myself in the universe.. and I was over the earth.. I said "this is got to be a dream.. but I like where its going, so Ill follow it! I flew back to the school.. where there were two men.. who had no wings.. a voice came from beyond the dream and said. " one this day thogh many were called not all remembered how to fly I told them I would teach them both.. and grabbed them both in each arm. and began to try and fly.. but I couldnt. all the while there were shadows trying to get me.. but I could jump over them.. I told the two men the best way I could explain in words.. how to fly and they went.. I dont know if they ever learned

I had a dream I was in my house and I had a very large and long dining room table sealed with the flower pots. I had just graduated from school so I had some classmates my teacher in this dream. it was this guy that I wasn't very strong like with I found out that he was messing around with one of the helpers. when the teacher found out that me and this guy messed around she was highly upset because they help her with her friend. so the teacher fail me and I couldn't understand why I was so hurt and is made. all of a sudden start raining in my house and then it was raining the rain fell down in the dirt. the rain feel the flower pots in at the rain feel the flowerpot the dirt start spilling out I was so hurt I grab the room and start sweeping up the dirt to refill the pot. I know this dream have a lot of significant but I just really didn't understand

Having suspected a spy following Krsto, our two lovers arrived and left the public park separately. Zsusanna was there to see Krsto more than the play. It was a very humorous play. One of the actors, Romero, plays a man with a bushy beard and stood there holding his hand in triumph as people laughed. Zsusanna realized she knew so few people in that area. She had only Krsto’s circle of friends: a man in in very stylish suede boots, a woman whose voice narrated the story; a woman whose only voice was the melodic tunes of her lyre, and a bewitching siren, Krsto’s cousin. Bewitched by her lover behind stage, she also did not know that she, indeed, was being watched, or that he had caught a glimpse of someone stirring on the sides. Igor wore common clothing to blend with the townspeople, with a hat tilted to a side, and a patch to cover an eye. He hadn’t shaven in over a week to play the part as well. Jealous of Zsusanna’s presence in Edour’s life had become a hinderance for Istven’s aspiring role in the Protestant Reform, and in the next generation’s attempt to rebuild a country free of foreign rule. More so, he was wary of this woman who appeared from an outer circle, who was as equally educated, if not, more so than himself. What was an extraordinary woman doing being wed to a man who had no interest in women? More so, why did Jankovic agree to this farce? “Ugggggg,” as twisted pain seeped through his blood, and the sound of breaking bones, Igor could feel the point of a dagger piercing into the hairs of his neck. “I suggest you take your traitor self back to the Hungarian shit that spawned you. Get off this peninsula, and never show your face again.” “I am free to…” “You are not free to do anything.” and the crunch of a twisted wrist sent him off as two burly men in dark capes took him into a carriage, riding away, as Zsusanna felt desire dripping beneath her skirts. Istven had the scent of Ocean air about him; clean and light. He sat eating nuts and apricots as lightening lit the sky and the rumble of thunder approached. In his presence I am a ship battling a storm, wandering aimlessly. Sex is not okay with Istven. He has confusion around relationships. “What happened to you,” Zhusanna asked as she spotted Igor curdled in a chair by the window, unable to hold a book or turn its pages with bandaged hand and fingers on both sides. It was all he could do but spit at her. Marija found the encouragement to break the silence. “He no doubt wondered where he shouldn’t.” “I trust my cousin played the searing siren to perfection?” “The Adriatic would be, indeed, pleased!” “As your grandfather, as well.” Igor mentions to Zsusanna who looked bewildered at him. “Any sea-faring pirate of Senj would defend such a treasure!” Zsusanna mocked back, “But you wouldn’t know of such lust, Igor.” A bit of tension was building in the room. Zsusanna was not oblivious of Marija’s eye for Istven. She would just happen to appear outside his door in Reijeka or at the piazza, always appropriately placed five feet behind brother Antun or conniving Igor. Antun had studied law at university with Igor and Istven, together, in Austria. Marija was a woman, devious and determined, to get what she wanted. What she wanted was entitlement and Istven was the source for this wanna-a-be. Her dear husband Zoran, an unlucky man once the vows of marriage bound them, sweet, giving, and oblivious to the Upper Hungarian dragons, claiming loss to the Frankopan fortunes when ….was slain with my uncle and grandfather. One of thousands of noble widows dispersed without claims depending on beguiling ways of sanctity. 1693 carriage scene 2 hrs 1693 krsto and who he is 1693 Zsuzana AND ISTVEN BEGIN AFFAIR 1693 MARI POISONS HUSBAND ZORON SAVROVIC, AGE 31, 1693 TRUTH REVEALED KRSTO

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.

I was on a journey to a temple and on the way i and my family had to in a Que to pass that stage to the temple and while standing in the line i was criticizing kerala , and a person who was standing behind me got into an argument with me, That very moment i was too arrogant and didnt see who he was got into the worst argument of my life with him. Then my and his parent came and intruppted in our fight and i was got to know that he was son of my father's friend. I began hating him and didnt allowed my sisters to take anything from him and also kept them away from him. After some time his sister came with her friends and sat for sometime and since her time was moving she began to leave. I wanted to slap her since i couldnt slap his brother as our parents intrupted . I found that she asked her friends to leave and one of her friend stayed back to know the reason , others went on the way to station. After teling the reason she left. I called her friend and asked her the reason for going alone , she told me that she went to meet her boyfriend . Then the friend asked me to help her cross the road, and i helped her. on reaching the other side others were not seen.She got nervous and caught hold of my hands and dragged me to wrong way . After a while i was tensed since i didnt want to get totally lost and asked her to be calm . When she became calm, we got to know we were lot far from our residing place or the hotel we were staying. We accidentally enetred a school and were caught by its principal . We told her the whole story and she said us to leave immediately. we ran and jumped a fence , and at last we had to climb and cross a big huge gate . we gathered all our courage and strength,and began climbing , suddenly a man with a motorcycle can and showed a stunt of jumping that gate, it was like competeing with that school in order to help us.Inspired by him we too jumped of the gate from the top and landed safely. We ran as fast as we could and went through theway which we possibly could go. We heard motorbike following us when we took a wrong way and finally we reached the hotel. There i saw the same motorbike that helped us and after sending that friend upstairsand enquired and found that it was that uncles bike and asked him to tell who was that person who helped us. He didnt tell me who he was but i decided to find him out though i didnt had any clue about him . On reaching our floor my mom called me and asked where i was and i answered "simply went outside". She added that these days are not bad days instead your luck is fading away from you.........................

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