PD's Dream Journal ~ I

I don't know what I ate last night.  I only know that I seemed to be in the time of Napoleon.  I heard romantic music coming from a distant planet.  Dancers waltzed serenely in front of a gorgeous pink rococo swag wallpaper.  Then the air changed... something was coming.  A gust of wind blew the silk drapes and the candles extinguished.  A woman came out to the balcony where I awaited.  The dream faded just as she was about to tell me her secrets.  Or was I about to tell mine?

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The Rococo Swag