I know I had more complicated and involved dreams last night but all I remember of them is a stunning image just before waking up. Here it is:
I am stepping out of something - not sure if it's a building, an airplane, spaceship because it dissappears as soon as I step onto the ground. There are other people with me, but they too are indistinct. I find myself in a beautiful landscape - low rolling hills, tinged with pink and orange from the low sun, which I really cannot see either, and so am unsure if this is sunrise or sunset. The air is crisp but warm, fragrant with lush vegetation. The sky, around me, faintly streaked with pale blue, is hazy in the distance, so blending in with the pink and orange hues that it's difficult to see where the earth ends and the sky begins.
I know that I am to look for some sort of sign, and as I scan the horizon, I see it - the Moon slightly to my left and eye-level. And just to the right of it, a smaller version of Herself. And now I see them all, all in a circle, these double Moons at evenly spaced intervals. I think to myself, "Yes, they mark the places where the zodiac signs are."
Just before I wake up, I also think that perhaps there really is only one Moon, and the rest are reflections, just like inside a keiledascope.
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