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[boccaderlupo]

I dreamed I was two brothers, clad in ancient Greek armor. The younger brother had somehow insulted Hera, and the goddess decreed that he must be put to death by his elder brother. Sword in hand, the elder had seriously wounded the younger, slashing him across the shins and arms and leaving him panting and bleeding in the dust. When it came time for the coupe de grace, however, a chariot swung by overhead, piloted by the goddess, and she stilled the elder brother's hand. The elder brother sheathed his sword and helped the younger to his feet, hobbling off together.