What is it with dreams…
Just a few days ago I dreamed of fire and burning coals. And it was no coincidence as the very next day we were in the relay and I had to face that very threat in my leg of the run. And it was lucky as despite the treat, a medusa's constitution stood up quite well both to the heat and the small poisonous snakes hiding between the coals.
Now I dream of Lutheria’s minions. Of tricking them into submission. Of not fighting but using deceit, playing a game of lies whilst outwardly playing her game. Maybe there’s something there. Maybe if we can’t defeat the titans through our might (and we surely can’t!) cunning may be an alternative. If nobody can defeat them, maybe we need to be… nobody.
It must’ve been a dream, right? All the others, Aetala included, seem to be convinced it was not… how strange are these times??