I dreamed that there was a tall stone temple that was covered in moss which was in Salem. There was a serpent like dragon dashing to the left and a stag like deer or gazelle dashing to the right which were back to back in front of the temple, They were carved of smooth stone without deep etched detail.
The city was busy and bustling but nobody seemed to notice the temple. I looked up and saw a large number of large yellow and black butterflies (tiger swallowtail) drifting down slowly almost like snow.
When they touched the ground their wings that were like yellow and black stained glass shattered like a splashing crystal film and the butterfly would then disappear. I was in wonder at them and wanted to know if this would be the last of the butterflies, nobody else seemed to be aware or care about this event.
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