Last night my dream was full of owls. I can recall seeing the faint glow emanating from the sun after it had dropped below the horizon. Tall spike-like trees with small tufts on top were scattered behind a fenceline. Great Horned Owls perched atop the trees, calling to one another. I remember seeing one fly from its perch to sit next to another.
The next scene I can remember was from inside of a house with large windows facing a porch. More owls were perched on the railing, including a single giant Gray Owl. The Gray Owl was facing me, and had its left wing partially outstretched. I remember its intense, piercing eyes digging into my soul.
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