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I was meeting a girl. She was beautiful, Middle Eastern, overly dressed for the warm day, hair demurely covered. We were on her steps, about to go in when she flinched. A car rolled up with people who taunted her, called her names. Three men and a woman...
The details are lost to me from waking, but over the course of the dream, I discovered that she had been raped. And like so often happens, they didn't blame the man who did it, but labled the victim a slut. I'm not sure what kept her from being further victimized by an honor killing.
As the dream turned, I caught beautiful glimpses of a story--not actual scenes so much as movie stills, sort of an Islam meets Dune kind of feel.
So those were my dreams. I'd add only that, in those moments before I was really awake, my thoughts returned to the first....Djinn? An avenging angel? Something like that was floating around my thoughts, taking down the criminals who had gotten away with such attacks.
....And I thought I'd put it down here in case I someday have the cultural knowledge to turn them into stories.
