I don't know if it's the lack of drinking or the fact I've got a boyfriend now or what, but the really vivid dreams came back again. This time they were bloody fantastic, though!
I had the same husband, but he died, and then I got his pirate ship. I was a looting, pillaging, crew-shagging pirate. They called me Queen of the Eastern Seas!
ZEVRAN: This will sound completely mad. But when I talked up there about how my husband 'died' ... it was because we met, and I asked you to kill him. And you said yes. I confess I don't know what to say now, because I was so grateful in the dream. Very grateful. Short-skirt-and-no-pants grateful. And yet, I bloody asked you to kill someone for me.
I feel like I should apologize. But I should also thank you. I had a husband in real life who was ... he ignored me. Only hit me once, but I'm not stupid enough to have no idea where it might have gone.
So ... thank you. And I'm sorry. At the same time.