Another strange strange dream. It must be a mix of my (subconscious) thoughts and life and that book I was reading.
A very grand church or cathedral.
A priest or monk figure of some kind.
Accusations.
Condemnations.
And me...trying to save/redeem myself and the person by my side.
It must be all those things that are significant to me. It must be my mischievous thoughts. It must be my deep down fears.
How does the story end? People being burned alive like in the book? Or a happy ending with the people that matter? I have no idea, nor can I see it down the road.
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