I am dreaming that I am going to Pennsic. I am on a bus going to a battle and there are three Darkmoon fighters there. I recognize two of them. One makes eye contact with me, tells me he is glad to see me. I tell him I want to watch them fight but am afraid to be seen. He tells me some will be happy to see me but most will not and I should watch
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How was Weesie? Was she at peace?
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*holds you and holds you*
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It has not left me the whole day long. Crazy!
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