Dreams.

First, I dreamt of a scene, apparently inspired by the Revans and Nebkas. Some tanned young woman decided to get fresh with me, and she was getting quite handsy, so I had to hold her back. As if that weren't enough, a third arm grew on her, and it was quite difficult to hold all three of her limbs with just my two hands – but nothing, a man must uphold his honor 😎.

Then, I had a more pleasant dream, as if I were living in some kind of post-apocalyptic city, on the ruins of a past civilization. All around were gray-brown skyscrapers with strange mechanisms everywhere, especially on the roofs. They were quite functional; these pieces of incomprehensible metal somehow cyclically rolled, swayed, and rotated back and forth, making monotonous clicking or percussive sounds. But there were also new buildings in that city, mostly white stone churches... Surprisingly, the old and the new blended quite well, a fusion of old life and new life, as if nature itself had tried to demonstrate the essence of evolution, and the connection of heterogeneous elements into a whole, complete, and indivisible entity.