The First Day of Fall
(Sun Series #3)
In this latest dream, we drove past old barns onto a ranch where we didn’t belong. Behind the last barn, a row of willows carefully trained to the forms of bull elk… Just past that barn, we turned and drove parallel to the willows. The trees became animated, swaying. The herd awoke and turned towards us and began to move. Within a few steps, their antlers fell away, and they became huge black bears.
We drove away, down to a house that seemed to have no doors for entry, till we reached it.
As we came close, the roof opened up and we had to enter by climbing down into it from above. That’s when we learned about the one who ran this ranch and his dangerous games. I left the rest and beat a hasty retreat.