I was riding across the land on a white steed and noticed that there were white wolves everywhere. They were big and scary and I knew I had to kill them all. So I found a sharp post-like thing, and went about killing wolves. This went on all night. I got up to do the bladder relief thing and thought, “This dream will now stop.” Not so, I came back to bed and dreamed I killed the last wolf.
Dream of Alan Lunn, 29 May 2007.
