But if I'm just tidying, why do my dreams have plots that continue from one night to the next? In the space of a week I dreamt a saga worthy of the silver screen, but nothing special was going on in my life then, nor was I paying any special attention to details.
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"'You," he said, "tell her all. What good came to you? Do you rejoice that Maleldil became a man? Tell her of your joys, and of what profit you had when you made Maleldil and death acquainted.'" -Perelandra, by C.S. Lewis
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