A Dream

Nov 03, 2007 11:22

I had a strange dream last night. My dagger broke, the one I made. It didn't snap or break from extreme use, it fell apart. It was brittle and just fell apart. But I wasn't sad. My thought was, "Oh, I can just re-forge it, and this time I can make it better."

Now if only I was actually that optimistic.
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