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coraaOther peoples' dreams are boring. This will be quick.
I dreamt last night that I was at university (in Texas, I think) to study transmutation and alchemy, which was pretty fabulous -- me and the other alchemists had great conversations in our fancy suite -- except for the part where there was an assassin trying to kill me. (In the dreamworld, there was a grace period of some period of time -- about ten minutes, I think, 11:09PM to 11:19PM -- every day when the law would look the other way if you killed an alchemist.) So every day, at 11PM, I'd go down the hall to the dorm room full (they had, like, eight or ten girls in this one room) with the very sweet girls studying mechanical engineering and molecular biology and quantum physics, and they'd hide me, so that when the assassin came, he couldn't know which studious young woman was the one he needed to kill.
He never did get me.
I dreamt last night that I was at university (in Texas, I think) to study transmutation and alchemy, which was pretty fabulous -- me and the other alchemists had great conversations in our fancy suite -- except for the part where there was an assassin trying to kill me. (In the dreamworld, there was a grace period of some period of time -- about ten minutes, I think, 11:09PM to 11:19PM -- every day when the law would look the other way if you killed an alchemist.) So every day, at 11PM, I'd go down the hall to the dorm room full (they had, like, eight or ten girls in this one room) with the very sweet girls studying mechanical engineering and molecular biology and quantum physics, and they'd hide me, so that when the assassin came, he couldn't know which studious young woman was the one he needed to kill.
He never did get me.