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I had another of the dreams again, the ones about the other Jone, or Jones. This time it was the Jone who is a giant, sleeping for ages in a cave deep under a place named Egg Island. I say that like I know the place, but it's not like that. It's hard to explain.
And in my dream I entered this sleeping giant Jone's own sleeping dream. And two levels in like that, what I get back now is not so clear. But I felt like there was a wide plateau, and on there were scattered the deserted remnants of something. And a forest to the north of that, with a brick path through it, mostly overgrown. No one was there, either. And the path passed through the forest to a seaside, and some kind of tall lighthouse tower was there, very old. And through Jone's dream eye I could see from the top of it, across to an island where another tower stood, but that one was ruined. And through all this, there was this feeling like these places were supposed to mean something, and that the giant Jone had it, but as for me it was out of reach.
When I awoke, it was morning and dark, as they are these days. And I was in my bed, cold in the room with the window open as I like it to be. In the distance I heard the call of some animal I could not recognize. I had a strange feeling for a moment, and then it passed.