Thursday 12 December 2013

Sixth Dream

Throughout this whole dream, I have a birds-eye view on all the incidents.

I remember seeing a falcon flying over the desert cliffs. But somehow, I know this falcon is me. I can feel his happiness and joy when he dances in the air. Then after a while, a cast of falcons came to join the dance. I felt like dancing myself but then all the other falcons started disintegrating leaving only him flying alone. He's feeling sad, but refuses to show it and keeps dancing with fake happiness around him.