Deana laughed, "Where was your dream?"
Zara smiled and said, "In my dream, it seemed to be by the river where I liked to fly kites when I was a kid."
Zara continued, "It was a strange dream, it seemed like the kind I had as a little girl, but I really didn’t mind it.”
Deana nodded, "What's weird about this is that as the dreamer, you’re heavily invested in these kinds of violent dreams, but you feel absurd when you wake up.”
She then sighed softly, "Hey...in my life, I don't know how many ridiculous and absurd dreams I’ve had. I dreamt that the dead were still alive, and that my life was vastly different... "
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