I was put somewhere to fight against a group of beings that were mascarade and wearing black, they were all alike. Each time I won one of them, a bigger group appeared and if I ran they appeared in front of me. I didnt fear them, but I was surprised my efforts weren’t enough – I could deal with one or two, but they were becoming more and more numerous. In the dream I didn’t give up, but fighting was getting exhausting and somehow I knew I couldn’t stop, even though I dindn’t know who they were.
Martina Martins Marana