Last week I had one of the most memorable dreams. I was standing on top of a glacier, looking at the horizon, and listening to a strange narrative about falcons. It was a man's voice, low, talking slow and clear. He was telling me how falcons lived and floated on top of glaciers...
I was asked to look down. As I did, I lost my balance and slipped. I was about to fall on ice when suddenly I turned into a falcon myself and started flying. It was incredible! I was flying between the glowing blue canyons of ice and water, gliding in the air with wind in my face, overwhelmed by flying sensation...
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