This might be the worst dream I've had. The images definitely haunts me on a daily basis since I dreamt the dream. Or nightmare. That was awhile ago now, maybe in January sometime.
I dreamt I was in the Arctic. It's always the Arctic. Don't know why, it just is.
The image of the dream was a vast landscape of melting ice. Amongst the slush of the melting ice lay polare bear after polar bear. All dead. For as far as my eyes could see, it was a landscape of dead polar bears lying in slush. In the dream I was keeled over screaming at the sight. In the next frame of the dream, there was someone who I suppose was cleaning up. They had a trolly with a mountain of dead polar bears. Hauling them away. I was there, screaming and crying. Horrible horrible nightmare.
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