Sunday, February 23 (Very Early Evening)

I awoke this evening from a peculiar dream.

Since my Embrace, at least part of my sleep has been dominated by a single dream. I find myself in a red stone maze, with dead ends of fire and sunlit windows. Each time I seem to make progress, the dreams shift to something else.

Until today, that is.

I found myself midway through the maze, following a patch that I recalled to be correct. As the floor became covered with blood, I found my way into a wide open courtyard. Imagine my relief at navigating my way out...

Then imagine my trepidation when the door closed behind me.

Then, if you can, imagine my supreme frustration when I realize that the courtyard leads into yet another maze.

I do not cleave much to the idea of prophecy, yet the dream intrigues me. I wonder what it means.