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rubes1981 said: When Comes What Darkly Thieves: A fairy tale, to be sure. One that you’ll wake from feeling as if someone spent all night weaving nets in which to catch your dream animals. And yet, they and your dreams escape nevertheless, because the meanings of dreams are easily frightened. Perhaps it is precisely those things that we don’t quite understand, of which we only have the faintest inkling, that continue to live and exist inside us, that persist, that transmute their precious metals into our dreams, into our dream creatures, into ourselves: For we too are dream creatures, at once dreamed shaped, at once shaping the dream.
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