Last night, I dreamt I was not human. I was something very similar in appearance, yet I could shed my skin like a reptile or an insect. I’d feel a little dry and just stretch out my arms, and my old skin would slough off. It happened twice before I made the decision to descend and live in the otherworld.
I also fought spirits in a churchyard and met a giant troll smelling of sulphur who wanted to learn how to cook.
I like remembering my dreams!