Journal Entry 55 - May 15th, 1890
How the strangest dreams pull me into their elusive realities. I have always wondered if some dreams are more sensible than others. Last night I found myself staring upon stone structures lining the tops of a mountain. The architecture compared to no period of human history with which I am familiar. During the dream, the heavens darken and fiery lights are ignited, revealing that the fortress must be inhabited by subjects. In the distance, there is also an impressive tower. The very top reaches beyond a shroud of vapors, yet a bright radiance—almost iridescent—penetrates the clouds. As the gasses swirl around the tower, lightning strikes the fortress multiple times. Then, enormous, arachnid-like creatures scatter down the hillsides.
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