Dreams.

For each album by the band Blind Guardian, there was a kind of club where different people did something. There was some album called All is Life, although they don't actually have one. So, I decided to go and see what it was about. The rest of the dream has absolutely nothing to do with the band or the music.
It turned out to be some kind of religious club. No, they weren't studying religions there; it was exclusively related to Christianity. The club was located in the heavens (for the second dream in a row, I was walking among the clouds). I don't remember what we did at the beginning, but I remember the end. We were told to draw some public place where someone died or something like that. I didn't know what to draw, and I couldn't draw well, so I was very slow and fell behind the others. First, I started drawing some tables. I drew three of them, and then I started thinking: why? The teacher started pressuring me, saying, "Why are you taking so long?" And then I decided to create a zoo – a place where evil animals could kill someone. In some unknown way, I transformed the tables into a zoo. I drew a pile of stones on them, and then I looked at it – it looked like a bunch of different predators' faces. It turned out as if there was a whole herd of them, huddled tightly together in cages.
When everything was done, someone from the group, a girl, flew down. She was also associated with a blue bird, similar to a bullfinch, but not a bullfinch and blue. She didn't just fly down; she was the one who was supposed to die in our drawings. The teacher said to me, "What sign do you think she would send us if she were alive?" I don't know what sign she would send so that we would understand that she is alive, but, reasoning logically, this sign should be lighter than air so that it could reach our clouds. That's what I said. She seemed to deny it, saying that it doesn't necessarily mean she's alive, but I agreed. And some kind of sign reached us – a kind of weightless toy, slowly rising upwards.
And then I decided to fly. We could all fly there, but those who had been doing it for a long time could do it well. I could fly up very slowly, I could hover in the air, or I could completely relax and calm down, and then I would go into freefall. But for some reason, I also had to turn upside down. It was a little unusual, and I kept turning back, thus stopping the fall.