So, after having a dream last night, I decided to get some imput.
It began a basic nondescript dream, I can't even remember it.
Then, a figure appeared in from of me, with the head of a raven and wrapped in a cloak of raven feathers. Pinpricks of blue light came from his eyes, and the background was blue with lightening.
He was not threatening, just watching. I got nervous and waved my hands in front of me like I was pulling down fabric and it broke away in feathers.
I was not watchig anything before bed, and the only things I have been reading is a very dry account of the Visigoths.
Who is he?
I've had a similar dream of myself at a cross roads, with a little man with a crooked leg, cane and hat came and sat down next to me and chatted. I knew who he was, and that in itself was a little off putting.
Why on earth do I keep having legitimate dreams of other peoples' gods?
Its like something that crawled out of the depths of a charles di lint novel or something. :/
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