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She Was A Glowing Blue
A few nights ago I had a dream. The dream held the shades of color the world already carries. The difference was that there were highlights of blue coloring mixed in. The dream consisted of myself, and two friends. I won't go into full on detail about the dream save for a few key elements. One of them being a giant raft floating in the air. The cause of this was a zeppelin balloon being held in place by a very large beautiful light blue silk sheet. The other, two slave girls, an egyption, and an unseen sheik that wished to have the two girls as his harem slaves. The main key element was a woman who shone blue. She wore a blue jean skirt, with knee high boots. Her jacket was slightly short at the bottom with long sleeves stopping at the wrists. Fur trimmed around the collar. Her hair was short, and slightly rounded curling inwards. That being the color of a light blue shinning with small silver. Her eyes were very knowing, and beautiful. I don't remember if they were brown or blue. Her skin tone was of a rich color that wasn't pale, or dark. She had small specks of freckles on her cheeks. Hardly noticeable unless you were really staring. They complimented her perfectly. Her voice sounded beautiful, something I've not heard before. I can't remember what those words were to save my life sadly. The end result of this dream was that she willingly sacrificed herself and took the place of the two girls so that they could be saved from something they didn't want. Something around her always gave off that glow of light blue. It was there, but at the same time wasn't. Her smile still burns in my mind.
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