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‘I had a dream that seemed to have lasted the whole night. In my dream, a male faerie who was almost humanoid, but not quite, had a little realm in an office building, or maybe a convention center. I was working for him in some way and had to kill several people who were physically much larger than me. I did so successfully by stabbing them in the back with a sword. I was welcomed back into the faerie’s office, and he congratulated me. I was then to capture a friend and bring her to him. (This is a friend I have in waking life.) I did so by marking a paper with sigils and brought it to the friend, who immediately knew that it was related to faeries and that she shouldn’t get involved. I went back to the faerie’s office, and was going to tell him, then I woke up. When I awoke lying in bed, I felt a surreal feeling of being held. I use a weighted blanket, but this specific feeling has never happened before. In some way I knew it was the faerie from my dream holding me. My eyes were still closed, but I was very much awake. I heard unintelligible whispers in my ear in his voice. Nobody is normally in my room when I sleep. It was clearly him beside me. When I got out of bed, I opened my diary, which I write in every morning, and one page was covered in a dusting of glitter.’ ‘He had dark hair and dark blue eyes. He stood at a bit over six feet tall.’ ‘I heard whispering noises after I had woken up. I could not tell what words he was saying or whether it was even him causing the whispering. They were low and blended together.’ ‘The dream made it clear that this individual was a faerie, and the waking experience made it clear that I was being held by the same individual.’ ‘Faeries are the other side of the coin from humans. They live separately from us but in the same physical world. They are neither good nor evil.’