I was walking around some sort of amusement park or fair. There was this building with an open front that was supposed to be an optical illusion. When I looked in I saw a tree, then I looked away and saw South American warriors, probably Mayan. I thought it was all the illusion, some horrific scene. Then three of the men moved and said they were tired of standing there. Odd.
So I continued on past Jamaican, Chinese, Japanese, and other themed buildings. I paid little attention, other than thinking I should get a margarita. But I had a goal and I was not sure what it was. I entered into a building I was drawn to. In it was a display of tarot cards that were nothing like the traditional. Some were Irish Goddesses, some where vampires from history/fiction/actors who played. There were ouija boards, dice boards for divination (and one set of bloodstone dice I admired), and jewelry of all sorts of odd natures. There were quite a few men in the shop, and they all acted like I had to prove I belong. The proprietor acted like he expected me. He wanted to help me find my answers. He had everybody but me leave, and I was at the end of the counter and there was a table with a display of metal jewelry and a welder. I touched one of the necklaces, and accidentally bumped the table and the welder fell over. but I got it picked back up, but burned my fingers. The propreiter said not to worry about I saught answers that could be found here.
Then my mom came in and woke me up asking me what time I had to work.
So I continued on past Jamaican, Chinese, Japanese, and other themed buildings. I paid little attention, other than thinking I should get a margarita. But I had a goal and I was not sure what it was. I entered into a building I was drawn to. In it was a display of tarot cards that were nothing like the traditional. Some were Irish Goddesses, some where vampires from history/fiction/actors who played. There were ouija boards, dice boards for divination (and one set of bloodstone dice I admired), and jewelry of all sorts of odd natures. There were quite a few men in the shop, and they all acted like I had to prove I belong. The proprietor acted like he expected me. He wanted to help me find my answers. He had everybody but me leave, and I was at the end of the counter and there was a table with a display of metal jewelry and a welder. I touched one of the necklaces, and accidentally bumped the table and the welder fell over. but I got it picked back up, but burned my fingers. The propreiter said not to worry about I saught answers that could be found here.
Then my mom came in and woke me up asking me what time I had to work.
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