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In this dream I find myself on a floating citadel. This mobile-arieal fortress was spinning it's outward disc while maintaing it's center still. The inside of this saucer was dimly lit with no noticeable light source. Their seemed to be furnishes of wood and metal but nothing more I could make out. Externally, it looks massive and looking at another citadel perpendicular to me, it travels quite fast. Looking back at this part of the dream, I'm surprised I felt no fear. Anyways, my sister accompanied me in the mobile fortress. I'm not aware of anyone else in the chamber. The citadels themselves (I can account for only two in my dream) are flying over a body of water. I see one, not the one I'm riding, briefly submerge itself for 10 seconds before rising again. It was a site to behold. The citadel I was on may have plunged into the depths, but I'm unsure.

Next, I'm walking along some street with my sister and some strangers of east Asian descent say, "That guy who looks like Moses smells really bad". That was more or less a paraphrase, but I was keen to agree with them. Before I overheard them, there was a musty sock-like smell permeating through the bedsheets I was wearing (in the dream of course). Surprisingly, this is the first time I've recorded an olfactory sensation in any of my dream logs.

Afterwards we're traveling with a group to his run down ice cream parlor. The store is off to the side and it's clearly a hole-in-the-wall, dirty as it can be. I remember ordering some peanut butter ice cream and there was some argument with my sister.

Then, I'm driving a car along a road not unlike real life. I'm better at driving in my dreams than in the waking world apparently and it's such a joy. The area around the streets has very bright colors of green and yellow. Suddenly, I decide to fly up to get a better view of the area. Can't tell whether the sun is setting or rising. It looks beautiful but nothing I haven't seen before in my dreams. The city looks modern with something like an amusement part in the center. I descend to the ground and find myself in a museum. This "museum" looked more like an underground shelter with really cramped hallways. There were no paintings to be seen. I'm not sure why I called it a museum in the first place. Not much happens later on and eventually I awake.