Note to literary me
Feb. 7th, 2008 10:52 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
joegodaDream about working in the space between life and death, drying out the remains of the dead and assisting in the judging of them. Forensic death detective trainee. There was one case where a young boy had been mislabeled and I spent quite a bit of the dream tracking down his real name. The clue I had that he was not who he was labeled as was because his soul was too light to be that evil. There was no way he could be a murderer.
Even though I was a trainee, my boss disappeared and went somewhere else. I don't even recall his face.
The remains of the dead look like driftwood, but very, very white.
Interesting. The good get dried and become lighter. The bad stay damp and are trapped where they are.
Even though I was a trainee, my boss disappeared and went somewhere else. I don't even recall his face.
The remains of the dead look like driftwood, but very, very white.
Interesting. The good get dried and become lighter. The bad stay damp and are trapped where they are.
