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My dream early this morning was strange - it was the only one I can remember where I was a woman. (I sometimes have dreams where I am experiencing it as a female character, but it's observing in the character's body rather than actually being that body.)
In the dream I was the main character of an Ursula Vernon novel, so I was an awkward person in an abandoned temple, fretting whether it was okay to take some of the unused supplies and vestments that I could put to use. Of course, the plot was that this then would lead to me becoming a priestess of said abandoned god.
I suspect this was a mashup of![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
loupnoir talking about some of Vernon's books, and another friend discussing the unusualness of cross-gender dreaming a few weeks back. But still - brains are weird.
In the dream I was the main character of an Ursula Vernon novel, so I was an awkward person in an abandoned temple, fretting whether it was okay to take some of the unused supplies and vestments that I could put to use. Of course, the plot was that this then would lead to me becoming a priestess of said abandoned god.
I suspect this was a mashup of
loupnoir talking about some of Vernon's books, and another friend discussing the unusualness of cross-gender dreaming a few weeks back. But still - brains are weird.