I had a dream of stained pink flowers on coralesque stems swaying on the wind and insects hovering above them in favor of pollen they were holding. Above the horizon was a clash of steel and a single shot of blood.... but it left the silhouette of the one that fell glowing a divine ring of fire, and the beast he was clashing with deteriorated.
I am heading towards Celadon City for a few days. :) I will post, since I don't travel often.
Current Mood: contemplative