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Blossom of Dwimordene
Join Date: Oct 2010
Location: The realm of forgotten words
Posts: 10,514
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Tonight I had a most peculiar dream. Squatter and I were standing to either side of this big official-looking thing from which stuff is read - a kind of podium, I suppose, but it's way too big and tall - and we are in a competition of cryptic clue solving. We listen to the clue once. It is about some sacks of grain. We listen to it a second time. Squatter, in order to listen even more attentively (since speech is silver, silence is golden) puts a sack over his head, apparently to prevent himself from speaking.
It's weird that I have so many dreams now, both BD and not. I usually don't have any dreams, especially not BD dreams.
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