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I dream that tattoos are actually chains of gossamer tying us to the spiritual world. To those who have them they are visible like actual chains rising upwards into the sky. Tattoos younger than 10 months create coloured chains that can be broken, but those past that age are black and cannot be broken at all. But a woman without tattoos discovered how those with them have powers beyond those of everyone else and she discovers a sword that can slice through the chains no matter how old the tattoo, so, upon her discovery, she runs out and looks for people with tattoos and starts slicing their chains away. But someone else finds within himself a fire so hot that it would destroy the sword, so in his vehicle (a motorcycle? a convertible? I'm really not sure), with an arm outstretched, he drives straight toward the woman with the sword. Their energies collide, and the vehicle continues. The man is fine, though no longer burning. The woman, and the sword, is gone.