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Sep. 17th, 2003

A bird landed in my dream.

It was a black bird and in my dream its wings were my hair, and its cry was my voice.

It felt like a new guide. My everexpanding totemic menagerie.

In the dream it looked at me and we spoke with our minds.
It said I am a Prophet and Shapechanger, I walk between worlds.
It spoke its name:
Rook.

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