Image by bluemaize.net
One
time I was in the hospital and I had a dream,
I
was a baby dragon and an Arab with a turban and a sword was escorting me up a
mountain.
As
we climbed we walked through a cave before reaching the top.
Then
my old master, the man with the sword, left me with this adult dragon on the
top of this snow covered mountain.
Light
came from the dragon's mouth, and I wanted to know where my old master was.
As
this dragon flew off, I looked around the nest and found gems, rocks, bones and
even a letter I could not read. It was written in an unfamiliar language.
I
am writing this to ask what do you think the dream means.
No comments:
Post a Comment