In my dream I had a tiny frog and he died suddenly. I was looking at him lying at the bottom of the tank and then I saw a fish quickly pick the frog up, hold it gently by the throat. She was pushing the frog upwards, I could feel her panic, as if I was that fish. She thought that the frog was sick and needed air, she didn't know that he was dead, but I did.
I don't remember what happened later, maybe she did manage to save him. I'd like to think so.
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TinyRed
@Milly, wow that sounds like an exciting dream. Do you ever illustrate based on your dreams?
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