I dreamed the books in the neighborhood book room were gone, the pillars smashed and black blast marks all around them. The stained glass windows were gone too, the shards scattered all around the room. All that was left were the Bahro stones, and even they were cracked and damaged.
I went and checked, of course. And of course, everything was just as we'd left it. (I don't think any of my 'hood-mates have even been down to the Cavern recently. The holidays have a way of eating one's life.)
My subconscious is clearly having a field day with Yeesha's "destruction is coming" message. I just hope it's wrong.
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