elanya

I've been meaning nto write about this all day, and now I don't have the energy to write *about* it, just to quickly relate it. But I need to do that much before I forget, and because I might expand later.

I had a dream last night that there was some kind of disaster, maybe it was a shipwreck, but I think it was something on a much larger scale. Bodies of the dead and dying were washed up a the beach. There were people walking along the beach, some were helping, maybe, but I was really only watching one. It was a guy, maybe a military officer of some kind, maybe he was just in the Corp. He was looting, mostly jewelery, and whenever he found someone who was still alive, he would ask them if they were an Aggie. If they were, he would help them get to a rescue truck. but he'd always check for a ring. And if they said no, he would just leave them.