I was at a stop sign and someone's car had broken down in front of me. From behind, I thought it was Sheyann's Dad, but I dismissed that thought and just sat, waiting in traffic for someone to move the car. After awhile, it wasn't moving and a police officer showed up. He was talking to the man, who turned my direction, and it was Dallas. He had his two little kiddos with him and they were getting out of the car. I got out of mine and walked around and asked if everything was okay. He said the car was dead/unrepairable. The officer was talking to him about how he would tow it out of the way. Dallas was telling him he could just keep it. Dallas was so sad, "beaten". At the time, it felt financial... like, he wasn't sure how he was going to get another car, etc. I told him I could take him home. He just nodded in a very distracted way. I took the kids to my car. The little one was much younger than he actually is now, and I had to transfer the car seat as well. (It was a pain in the butt... with lots of buckles and straps!) I was also picking up other things from the car to take home for him. I was asking what he needed. He was frustrated and saying basically, "Just forget it. I don't want anything!" I was still gathering things, trying to sooth the kids, and hoping to calm him down a little bit.
And, then things shifted... remember, Alice and Wonderland... and the rabbit hole... ;)
There was an evil man, some sort of prince... or at least someone with power. The setting was the Renaissance Period (although, history isn't my thing, so I'm guessing). He was in love with a woman who did not want him and was doing the typical... I'll have you or no one will... sort of drama. There was another woman who appeared to be her sister or relative. It was difficult to tell for certain, but I think she was an ally of the evil man. There was also a nice guy, of course, the woman's long lost love, who was trying to rescue her. This man appeared to be like Sheyann's Dad in the first part... and at the moment sad and "beaten". This woman was strong on her own, and she was consciously trying to break free, but there were wizard like spells and even some sort of "drugs" that had been given to her. She was having difficulty thinking straight. She wasn't afraid, though. She was in "problem solving" mode... planning, observing, etc.
The sister was jealous of the woman and wanted to be with the evil man, but at the same time, she was doing his bidding and plotting with him to do what was needed to get the other woman to be his. She would sneer at the woman. At one point, the sister was drinking these bottles. She told the woman that the "magic" belonged to them... that it was their birthright. They each drank half of each bottle. The bottle that the woman drank last had more in it. It would be the most powerful for her, and it was labeled. She knew it would give her the power to create visions from nature... she could make someone see a windstorm, a tornado... or something like that. She walked out into a large library like room of the castle, and was attacked by someone sent by the evil man. She raised her hand, and the wind gathered. Small dark clouds of smoky grey dust flowed from the stone walls. They slithered down the wall and began to coalesce. They formed a vision of a large black panther who reared up, large paws clawing the air... swiping at the man. The panther snarled and its large jaws snapped, teeth almost catching him. She watched a moment and then gathered her long flowing skirts into her small hands. She turned and fled, letting her "vision" take care of the man. It was only a vision, but he didn't know that. The coward would run and probably kill himself trying to get away from it.
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