I dreamt that the family was under attack. I gave the girls swords and knives then the rivals explained that it was a mock battle and we were only to use boulders. I wept as we we had no boulders. Relief flooded in when I realised that I could collect all the boulders that were thrown at me.
The next morning we headed to Holy Island. On the beach we piled a cairn of boulders for protection. In the shop the girls would only leave when armed with daggers, cross bows, and swords (all wooden, but still). Dream warriors on arrival and fighting warriors departing.
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