Two nights ago I had a dream that's still haunting me. It was like a few chapters from the middle of a fantasy novel where I can't go back and read the beginning or find out how it ends! Something to do with a werewolf, two cubs that he had to protect, and a runaway elf. The werewolf cubs were Remus and Romulus. The elf didn't have a name, but she did get stabbed. And told him not to take her to a hospital just take the cubs and leave. End of chapter.
A random image of her suckling the cubs has imprinted on my brain. They weren't related, so I'm throwing up my hands in frustration at how and why. But it has a mysterious allure. I may have to paint that someday.
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