“The skies had been dark…” Emma started, then paused, her earlier resolve about to weaken. She still thought that the dream wasn’t shapeless, void and stupid. But then she had seen things recently that would make her dreams a bit not far from comparison.

“Yes, continue.” Melvina said, squeezing her hands again, reassuring her that it was okay to just talk.

“The skies had been dark, and I had seen some animals fighting.” Emma stated, darting her eyes from Melvina to her husband, to know what they already thought of the part of the dream she had just mentioned. But their faces were blank, as if she hadn’t even said...