lördag 24 oktober 2009

You will be my gift to her...

I had another one of my odd dreams tonight, it was about a young man who was married to a woman dying from a terminal disease. The only way to save her was to sacrifice his best friend to the wich who cursed her. He turned his friend into a speckled hen and presented him to the wich who ate him. The woman was cured but I'm not sure if the young man could ever become happy again after that.

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