Maps and rails
Jun. 6th, 2023 07:01 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
boccaderlupoI dreamed my daughter was leaving home. My wife and I were inconsolable. We were looking at a confusing map written on a thin parchment; light shone through it.
She was to take some strange mine cart on her journey, with rails that meandered through town and up and onto a sort of rail highway, but we couldn't find her. I walked through the streets, calling her name, and finally found her near an outdoor basketball court; her and her friend from the team were there, and she was drawing arcane symbols in the dirt. I hugged her and escorted her away.
She was to take some strange mine cart on her journey, with rails that meandered through town and up and onto a sort of rail highway, but we couldn't find her. I walked through the streets, calling her name, and finally found her near an outdoor basketball court; her and her friend from the team were there, and she was drawing arcane symbols in the dirt. I hugged her and escorted her away.
