A Dream of being Poisoned and the Power of Rooks.

I awoke from strange dreams.

I had been deliberately poisoned, something I was being encouraged to eat was not what it appeared to be. Yet unbeknownst to my poisoner I was able to make the poison pass from me to another. The poison flew from me in the form of the silhouettes of impossibly black rooks, and thus I was healed.

Even though I am now awake the sound of the Rooks cawing still remains, filling my head.

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