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Last night, I had a strange and unsettling dream.

I traveled to visit a woman I didn’t recognize in a cottage located in the region where my family’s heritage comes from. She seemed to be showing me her way of life, and part of that involved getting food from hunting.

At one point, she killed a giant, ugly water snake for food. But then, she abandoned me to kill one on my own.

At some point, though, the snake was no longer a snake. Instead, it had transformed into a tiny but extremely vicious lamb-like creature. It attacked me relentlessly, and though I had to kill it to survive, I felt a deep moral conflict about doing so.

I struggled both physically and mentally as I tried to strike it with a knife. Even when I thought I had killed it, it refused to die—it just kept running around, attacking me.

The woman reappeared from time to time, offering me brief advice before disappearing again.

Eventually, after a long battle, the lamb-like creature was finally dead. But by the time it was over, I had fought so hard and so long that only a tiny amount of meat remained. I felt exhausted, unrewarded, and overwhelmingly guilty.

Oneirly Answered question January 19, 2025