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On land of high elevation.. at the closing of a gathering or ceremony. What came before i do not know exactly.,. but some crazy redneck shot some ducks/hawks out of the sky and they fell around the boundary of this land. That happened sometime during the gathering, and i either didnt realize or didnt think i could do anything... As we were wrapping things up ( there are now only a few girls there, and handful of folks coming thru, gathering their things... etc)
I am carrying something to the boundary when i hear the voice of an Angel. I look around and down to see a very young bird that had been shot three times a day or two passed, and is still alive, but in delirious pain. This bird calls to me and we have a direct spiritual kinship. It is asking for my help, so i scoop her up as gently as i can with a blanket around... She is now clearly my own child dying in my arms, but holding on so strong because at last she had found me.
There is a "general Store" on the property that i take her to in hopes of finding the right supplies to remove the bullets and clean her up. I have a pair of hair cutting scissors and a long silver spoon. I try to disinfect the metal with a pack of matches. But this is fruitless, so0 seeing the store has lighters for sale at the register, i grab one. . initially i go to pay for it, but there is an elderly woman counting out pennies like a cliche... so i take it as a life or death compromise. . For some reason this whole process of disinfecting takes place in dreaming drag time,, and is seriously taking FOREVER. ... at one point i see (cousin) ryan firefighter, come up the stairs with another wounded bird. This one is flippin... i go to it immediately.. I take the bird from ryans arms, and it calms down considerably,, but this is not my child.. It is an older boy.. and he is a trouble maker..
I leave him in the care of a grandmother, and get back to my baby. At this point, I realize i need help. The store seems more like a co-op now, I am looking for the medical section for some antiseptic, kiddie pain killers, and gauze. The bird is physically becoming more and more of a baby.
I cannot find the supplies, and ask for help. . they take me to the employees only cooler in the back. I enter into a snowy Narnia like otherworld.. where a man is pretending to be my father, and explains to the other men, all dressed in furs coats and tall hats ( in full blown Russian that i somehow understand completely) WHo I am, and who this baby is, and that we are here for sanctuary, and it is of utmost importance we are kept safe. I speak in fluent Russian as well, and discover there is a war going on... and this base was expected to be attacked by Napoleon.
He is attacking Because the child and i are there...
I disrobe my dirty bloody clothes~~ layers and layers of dresses, and me and my baby are all washed up and ready for what is to come.

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